Nursery Rhyme. Ccxxvii. Riddles
[A Cherry.]
As I went through the garden gap,
Who should I meet but Dick Red-cap!
A stick in his hand, a stone in his throat,
If you'll tell me this riddle, I'll give you a groat.
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