THE NURSERY RHYME BOOK
THE NURSERY RHYME BOOK
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OLD King Cole Was a merry old soul, And a merry old soul was he; He called for his pipe, And he called for his bowl, [32]And he called for his fiddlers three. Every fiddler, he had a fiddle, And a very fine fiddle had he; Twee tweedle dee, tweedle dee, went the fiddlers. Oh, there's none so rare, As can compare With King Cole and his fiddlers three!
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