mediæval bæbes - sing a song of sixpence lyrics
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sing a song of sixpence
a pocket full of rye
four and twenty blackbirds
baked in a pie
when the pie was opened
the birds began to sing:
wasn’t that a dainty dish
to set before the king?
the king was in his counting house
counting out his money;
the queen was in the parlour
eating bread and honey
the maid was in the garden
hanging out the clothes
when down came a blackbird
and pecked off her nose
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