Nursery Rhyme. Ccccxxv. Jingles
A cat came fiddling out of a barn,
With a pair of bag-pipes under her arm;
She could sing nothing but fiddle cum fee,
The mouse has married the humble-bee;
Pipe, cat, - dance, mouse,
We'll have a wedding at our good house.
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