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There was an old farmer, who sat on a rock
Stroking his whiskers and shaking his
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Fist at his neighbors, who sat on their wricks
Teaching their children, to player with their
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Kite strings and marbles in the old days of yore
Along came a lady who looked like
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C# descent young lady and walked like a duck
Said she discovered, a new way to
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Bring up the children to sew and to knit
The boys in the stables where shoveling up
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Contents of stables left after the hunt
The car man was feeing a nice piece of
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Straw from the stables, cleaning the walls
In came the dear maid to play with his
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Dog in the dairy where she did belong
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If you think this is dirty well your fuckin well wrong..