Nursery Rhyme. CCCCLXIX. Love And Matrimony.

    Master I have, and I am his man,
    Gallop a dreary dun;
    Master I have, and I am his man,
    And I'll get a wife as fast as I can;
    With a heighly gaily gamberally,
        Higgledy piggledy, niggledy, niggledy,
        Gallop a dreary dun.

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