An Alphabet of Old Friends by Walter Crane
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R Ride a-cock horse to Banbury Cross, To see an old woman get up on her horse; Rings on her fingers and bells at her toes, And so she makes music wherever she goes. S Simple Simon met a pieman, Going to the fair; Says Simple Simon to the pieman, "Let me taste your ware!" T Taffy was a Welshman, Taffy was a thief, Taffy came to my house, And stole a leg of beef. I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was not at home; Taffy came to my house, And stole a marrow-bone. |
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