Nursery Rhyme. DCXXXII. Relics.

    I can weave diaper thick, thick, thick,
    And I can weave diaper thin,
    I can weave diaper out of doors
    And I can weave diaper in.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCLIX. Gaffers And Gammers.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCLXIV. Gaffers And Gammers.

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Nursery Rhyme. CVIII. Proverbs.

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    As I went over the water,
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    Around the green gravel the grass grows green,
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Nursery Rhyme. DCXXXIV. Relics.

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    My little old man and I fell out,
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