Page:Gammer Gurton's garland of nursery songs and Toby Tickle's collection of riddles.djvu/8

HAY-MAKER.

There was a little boy went into a field,
 And lay down on some hay,
An owl came out and flew about,
 And the little boy ran away.

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Fee, Faw, Fum,
I smell the blood of an earthly man,
Let him be alive or dead,
Off goes his head.