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Here we go 'round the mulberry bush,

The mulberry bush, the mulberry bush.

Here we go 'round the mulberry bush,

On a cold and frosty morning morning.

They took a sprig from Hatfeild Hall

And planted it in Wakefield Gaol

A Mulberry bush grew on the spot

Its humble origins forgot

And there female prisoners exercised at night

Beneath the pale Yorkshire...

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On the farm, it's rabbit pie day

But the poor little rabbit didn't know that.

She missed the memo, too absorbed in gathering carrots

To think about the path she took home.

The farmer was out with his friends, laughing with a cigarette

Dangling from his lips. He was looking for the perfect morsel for his

Wicked pie when he saw the little rabbit snuffling around in the bushes.

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Cuttings

They took a sprig from Hatfeild Hall

And planted it in Wakefield Gaol

A Mulberry bush grew on the spot

Its humble origins forgot

And there prisoners exercised at night

Beneath the pale Yorkshire moonlight

Round and round the tree they went

Those sinners who could not repent

Before that Mulberry tree had died

They took some cuttings to the outside

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Ring around the daffodil 

All the gods have fallen ill

One by one

The forts burned down!

Ring around the asphodel 

Cheaters do not kiss and tell

Wrinkle, Wrinkle

Stars no longer shine and twinkle!

Ring around the daisy

Standards growing hazy

Foul Words, Foul Words

Hearts break too!

Ring around the poison ivy

Sip "The Lie" from Monday to Friday

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Sweaty Little Fingers

1, 2, 3, 4, 5 once I caught a fish alive. 

"That's not a fish! It's a tadpole!"

1,2,3,4,5 once I caught a tadpole alive

I loved the little fella and I wanted him to thrive 

but he was too small for me so I made him dive 

back into the water.

1 little frog hopping around. I bend and lift him from the ground. I wrap him up all safe and s...

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I met a man who wished me well,
  I told that man to go to hell.
I never saw that man again.
  Who'll come next to share my pain?

I met a man who wished me ill.
  I find I am with that man still.
How shall I now get away,
  from this cruel man who makes me stay?

Now I'm in another town,
  walking alone, up and down.
(I ran away and locked the door,
  so he can't find me any more.)

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