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When she came there The cupboard was bare, And so the poor dog had none.
She went to the baker's To buy him some bread, When she came back The dog was dead!
She went to the undertaker's To buy him a coffin; When she came back The dog was laughing.
She took a clean dish To get him some tripe; When she came back He was smoking his pipe.
She went to the ale-house To get him some beer; When she came back The dog sat in a chair.
She went to the tavern For white wine and red; When she came back The dog stood on his head.
She went to the hatter's To buy him a hat; When she came back He was feeding the cat.
She went to the barber's To buy him a wig; When she came back He was dancing a jig.
She went to the fruiterer's To buy him some fruit; When she came back He was playing the flute.
She went to the tailor's To buy him a coat; When she came back He was riding a goat.
She went to the cobbler's To buy him some shoes; When she came back He was reading the news.
She went to the sempster's To buy him some linen; When she came back The dog was spinning.
She went to the hosier's To buy him some hose; When she came back He was dressed in his clothes.
The dame made a curtsy, The dog made a bow; The dame said, "Your servant,"
The dog said, "Bow-wow!"
TO BABYLON
How many miles is it to Babylon?
Threescore miles and ten.
Can I get there by candle-light?
Yes, and back again!
If your heels are nimble and light, You may get there by candle-light.
MY BLACK HEN
Hickety, pickety, my black hen, She lays eggs for gentlemen; Gentlemen come every day To see what my black hen doth lay.
I'LL TELL YOU A STORY
I'll tell you a story About Jack a Nory-- And now my story's begun:
I'll tell you another, About Jack his brother-- And now my story's done.