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There were comfits in the cabin , And apples in the hold ; The sails were made of satin , The masts were made of gold . The four - and - twenty sailors That stood between the decks , Were four - and - twenty white mice With chains about ...
There were comfits in the cabin , And apples in the hold ; The sails were made of satin , The masts were made of gold . The four - and - twenty sailors That stood between the decks , Were four - and - twenty white mice With chains about ...
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For you When the night comes on and we hold them on the bedground , These little dogies that roll on so slow ; Roll up the herd and cut out the strays , And roll the little dogies that never rolled before . Your mother she was raised ...
For you When the night comes on and we hold them on the bedground , These little dogies that roll on so slow ; Roll up the herd and cut out the strays , And roll the little dogies that never rolled before . Your mother she was raised ...
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There was an Old Man of the Coast , Who placidly sat on a post ; But when it was cold , he relinquished his hold , And called for some hot buttered toast . There was a Young Lady of Russia , Who screamed so that no one could hush her ...
There was an Old Man of the Coast , Who placidly sat on a post ; But when it was cold , he relinquished his hold , And called for some hot buttered toast . There was a Young Lady of Russia , Who screamed so that no one could hush her ...
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