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	Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Cross To see a fine lady upon a white horse; With rings on her fingers, and bells on her toes, She shall have music wherever she goes.
Diddle-ty—diddle-ty—dumpty, The cat ran up the plum-tree Half a crown To fetch her down, Diddle-ty—diddle-ty—dumpty.
Three wise men of Gothafi; Went to sea in a bowl; And if the bowl had been stronger, My song would have been longer.
	Little Betty Blue Lost her holiday shoe. What shall little Betty do? Buy her another To match the other, And then she 'll walk in two.  Rain, rain, go away, Come again another day; Little (Arthur) wants to play.