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"His body will make me a nice little stew, And his giblets will make me a little pie, too."

Says the little cock-sparrow, "I'll be shot if I stay," So he clapped his wings, and flew away.

As I was going to St. Ives,
I met a man with seven wives,
Every wife had seven sacks,
Every sack had seven cats,
Every cat had seven kits:

Kits, cats, sacks, and wives,
How many were there going to St. Ives?

A frog he would a-wooing go,

Sing, heigho, says Rowley,

Whether his mother would let him or no;
With a rowley, powley, gammon, and spinach,
Heigho, says Anthony Rowley.

So off he marched with his opera hat,
Heigho, says Rowley,

And on the way he met with a rat,
With a rowley, powley, etc.

And when they came to mouse's hall,
Heigho, says Rowley,

They gave a loud knock, and they gave a loud call,
With a rowley, powley, etc.

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Pray, Mrs. Mouse, are you within?”
Heigho, says Rowley;

"Yes, kind sir, I am sitting to spin,"

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With a rowley, powley, etc.

Pray, Mrs. Mouse, will you give us some beer?” Heigho, says Rowley;

"For Froggy and I are fond of good cheer," With a rowley, powley, etc.

Now while they all were a merry-making,
Heigho, says Rowley,

The cat and her kittens came tumbling in,
With a rowley, powley, etc.

The cat she seized the rat by the crown,
Heigho, says Rowley,

The kittens they pulled the little mouse down,
With a rowley, powley, etc.

This put poor frog in a terrible fright,
Heigho, says Rowley,

So he took up his hat and wished them good-night,
With a rowley, powley, etc.

But as Froggy was crossing over a brook,
Heigho, says Rowley,

A lily-white duck came and gobbled him up,

With a rowley, powley, etc.

So there was an end of one, two, and three,
Heigho, says Rowley,

The rat, the mouse, and the little Frog-ee!
With a rowley, powley, gammon, and spinach,
Heigho, says Anthony Rowley.

A little old man and I fell out;

How shall we bring this matter about?
Bring it about as well you can,

Get you gone, you little old man!

A little old man of Derby,
How do you think he served me?
He took away my bread and cheese,
And that is how he served me.

A little pig found a fifty-dollar note,
And purchased a hat and a very fine coat,
With trousers, and stockings, and shoes;
Cravat, and shirt-collar, and gold-headed cane;
Then proud as could be, did he march up the lane,
Says he, "I shall hear all the news.”

A long-tailed pig, or a short-tailed pig,

Or a pig without e'er a tail,

A sow-pig, or a boar-pig,

Or a pig with a curly tail.

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