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As flamed away to Belting Lane,
And White Cross folks were smothered

And thus when once, my little dears,
A whisper reaches itching ears,
The same will come, you 'll find:
Take my advice, restrain the tongue,
Remember what old Nurse has sung
Of busy Lady Wind!

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I Love sixpence, pretty little sixpence,
I love sixpence better than my life;
I spent a penny of it, I spent another,
And took fourpence home to my wife.

Oh, my little fourpence, pretty little four
pence,
I love fourpence better than my life;
I spent a penny of it, I spent another,
And I took twopence home to my wife.

Oh, my little twopence, my pretty little
twopence,
I love twopence better than my life;