Ding dong! ding dong! I'll sing you a song; 'Tis about a little bird; He sat upon a tree, And he sang to me, And I never spoke a word. Ding dong! ding dong! I'll sing you a song; 'Tis about a little mouse; He looked very cunning, As I saw him running About my father's house. Ding dong! ding dong! I'll sing you a song About my little Kitty; She's speckled all over, And I know you'll love her, For she is very pretty. Ding dong! ding dong! I have sung my song; Now give me a little kiss; I'll sing you another, Some time or other, That is prettier than this.
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