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“Oh Sow!
Give me
Some Bristles
For Shoemaker
For Slippers
For Dressmaker
For Kerchief
For Well
For Water
For Rooster!
Choking!
In garden!
On back!
Feet up!
Oh dear!
He’ll die!”

The Sow said:

“If you want me to give you some Bristles, you must go to the Brewer and get me some Malt.”

So the dear little Hen ran to the Brewer as fast as she could and all out of breath she gasped:

“Oh Brewer!
Give me
Some Malt
For Sow
For Bristles
For Shoemaker
For Slippers
For Dressmaker