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And when the pye was open'd,
the birds began to fing,
And was not this a pretty difh
to fet before a king?
The king was in the parlour,
counting o'er his money
The queen was in the kitchen,
eating bread and honey;
The maid was in the garden,
laying out the clothes,
Up came a magpic and bit off her nofe.
The Song of
The Cat and the Fiddle.
SING hey diddle, diddle,
