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Snow - White looked out the window and said , " Good - day , good woman , what have you to sell ? ” " Good wares , fine wares , " she answered , " laces of all colors , " and she held up a piece . " I need not be afraid of letting in ...
Snow - White looked out the window and said , " Good - day , good woman , what have you to sell ? ” " Good wares , fine wares , " she answered , " laces of all colors , " and she held up a piece . " I need not be afraid of letting in ...
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59 There was an old woman in Surrey , Who was morn , noon , and night in a hurry ; Called her husband a fool , Drove her children to school , The worrying old woman of Surrey . 60 " Old woman , old woman , shall we go a - shearing ?
59 There was an old woman in Surrey , Who was morn , noon , and night in a hurry ; Called her husband a fool , Drove her children to school , The worrying old woman of Surrey . 60 " Old woman , old woman , shall we go a - shearing ?
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66 There was an old Woman toss'd up in a basket Ninety times as high as the moon ; Where she was going , I couldn't but ask it , For in her hand she carried a broom . " Old woman , old woman , old woman , " quoth I , " O whither ...
66 There was an old Woman toss'd up in a basket Ninety times as high as the moon ; Where she was going , I couldn't but ask it , For in her hand she carried a broom . " Old woman , old woman , old woman , " quoth I , " O whither ...
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