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MOTHER STORIES
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"To bed! to bed!"
Says Sleepy-head;
"Tarry awhile," says Slow;
"Put on the pot,"
Says Greedy-sot;
"We'll sup before we go."
Charley wag,
Ate the pudding and left the bag.
Little Jack Horner sat in the corner,
Eating of Christmas pie;
He put in his thumb, and took out a plum,
And said, "What a brave boy am I!"
