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Here Comes A Poor Woman From Babyland


Here comes a poor woman from Babyland,
With three small children in her hand:
One can brew, and one can bake,
And one can make a pretty round cake.

One can sit in the garden and spin,
Another can make a fine bed for a King:
Pray, ma'am,
Will you take one in?






 
 


 

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