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Nursery Rhymes
Six Little Mice
Six little mice sat down to spin;
Pussy passed by and she peeped in.
What are you doing, my little men?
Weaving coats for gentlemen.
Shall I come in and cut off your threads?
No, no, Miss Pussy, you’d bite off our heads.
Oh no, I’ll not; I’ll help you to spin.
That may be so, but you don’t come in.
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