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Nursery Rhyme. DLXVII. Natural History.
By Unknown
Pussey cat sits by the fire,
How did she come there?
In walks the little dog,
Says, "Pussey! are you there?
How do you do, Mistress Pussey?
Mistress Pussey, how d'ye do?"
"I thank you kindly, little dog,
I fare as well as you!"
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