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MOTHER STORIES

Simple Simon met a pieman,
     Going to the fair;
Says Simple Simon to the pieman,
     "Let me taste your ware."

Says the pieman to Simple Simon,
     "Show me first your penny."
Says Simple Simon to the pieman,
     "Indeed I have not any."

Simple Simon went a-fishing
     For to catch a whale;
All the water he could find
     Was in his mother's pail!

Simple Simon went to look
     If plums grew on a thistle;
He pricked his finger very much,
     Which made poor Simon whistel

He went to catch a dicky bird,
     And thought he could not fail,
Because he had a little salt,
     To put them upon its tail.