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Nursery Rhyme. DXXXII. Natural History.
By Unknown
Once I saw a little bird,
Come hop, hop, hop;
So I cried, little bird,
Will you stop, stop, stop?
And was going to the window,
To say how do you do?
But he shook his little tail,
And far away he flew.
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