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The cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon.
The little dog laughed
To see such *sport,
And the dish ran away with the spoon.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are.
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
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Teddy Bear, Teddy Bear
Teddy Bear, Teddy Bear
Run upstairs.
Teddy Bear, Teddy Bear
Say your prayers.
Teddy Bear, Teddy Bear
turn off the light
Teddy Bear, Teddy Bear
Say GoodNight!
Hush, little baby, don't say a word,
Papa's going to buy you a mocking bird.
If that mocking bird won't sing,
Papa's going to buy you a diamond ring.
If that diamond ring turns brass,
Papa's going to buy you a looking glass.
If that looking glass gets broke,
Papa's going to buy you a billy-goat.
And if that billy-goat runs away,
Papa's going to buy you another today.
Hush thee, my babby
Lie still with thy daddy,
Thy mammy has gone to the mill,
To grind thee some wheat
To make thee some meat,
Oh, my dear babby, lie still.
Baby, baby, naughty baby,
Hush, you squalling thing, I say.
Peace this moment, peace, or maybe;
Bonaparte will pass the way.
Baby, baby, he's giant.
Tall and black as Rouen steeple,
And he breakfasts, dines, rely on't,
Every day on naughty people.
Baby, baby, if he hears you,
As he gallops past the house,
Limb from limb at once he'll tear you,
Just as pussy tears a mouse.
And he'll beat you, beat you, beat you,
And he'll beat you all to pap,
And he'll eat you. eat you. eat you,
Every morsel snap, snap, snap.
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