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Nursery Rhyme. Ccxxix. Riddles

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As I was going to St. Ives,
I met a man with seven wives,
Every wife had seven sacks,
Every sack had seven cats,
Every cat had seven kits:
Kits, cats, sacks, and wives,
How many were there going to St. Ives?

(C) Unknown
03/10/2020


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