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THE DEAR LITTLE HEN
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On back!
Feet up!
Oh dear!
He’ll die!”
Feet up!
Oh dear!
He’ll die!”
The Dressmaker said:
“If you want me to give you a Kerchief, you must go to the Shoemaker and get me a pair of Slippers.”
So the dear little Hen ran to the Shoemaker as fast as she could and all out of breath she gasped:
“Shoemaker!
Give me
Slippers
For Dressmaker
For Kerchief
For Well
For Water
For Rooster!
Choking!
In garden!
On back!
Feet up!
Oh dear!
He’ll die!”
Give me
Slippers
For Dressmaker
For Kerchief
For Well
For Water
For Rooster!
Choking!
In garden!
On back!
Feet up!
Oh dear!
He’ll die!”
The Shoemaker said:
“If you want me to give you a pair of Slippers, you must go to the Sow and get me some Bristles.”
So the dear little Hen ran to the Sow as fast as she could and all out of breath she gasped:
