WEE WILLIE WINKIE
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Wee Willie Winkie runs through the town,
Upstairs and downstairs, in his nightgown;
Rapping at the window, crying through the lock,
“Are the children in their beds? Now it’s eight o’clock.”
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CUSHY COW
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Cushy cow, bonny, let down thy milk,
And I will give thee a gown of silk;
A gown of silk and a silver tee,
If thou wilt let down thy milk to me.
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ABOUT THE BUSH
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About the bush, Willie,
About the beehive,
About the bush, Willie,
I’ll meet thee alive.
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