SING-A-SONG OF SIXPENCE. (2)

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Sing-a-song of sixpence,
A pocket full of rye;
Four and twenty blackbirds
Baked in a pie.
When the pie was open'd,
The birds began to sing;
Was not that a dainty dish,
To set before the king?
The king was in his counting-house
Counting out his money;
The queen was in the parlour
Eating bread and honey.
Counting out his money


The queen eating honey The Maid was in the garden



Snipped off her nose The maid was in the garden
Hanging out the clothes;
By came a Jackdaw,
And snapt off her nose.

They sent for the king's doctor,
Who sewed it on again;
The Jackdaw for this naughtiness
Deservedly was slain.
The doctor sewing


                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           

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