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I sold my calf, and I bought me a cat;
A pretty thing she was, in my chimney
⁠corner sat.

I sold my cat, and bought me a mouse;
He carried fire in his tail, and burnt down
⁠my house.

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Tom he was a piper's son, He learned to play when ⁠he was young, And all the tune that ⁠he could play Was, "Over the ⁠hills and far away," Over the hills, and a ⁠great way off, And the wind will blow ⁠my top-knot off. Now, Tom with his pipe ⁠made such a noise

That he pleased both the girls and boys,
And they stopped to hear him play
"Over the hills and far away."