.Sing a song of sixpence, pocket full of rye
Hush-a bye my baby, no need to be crying.
You can burn the midnight oil with me
as long as you will
Stare out at the moon
upon the windowsill, and dream.
Sing a song of sixpence, pocket full of rye
Hush-a bye my baby, no need to be cry.
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