Nursery Rhyme. DLXXI. Natural History.

        Jack Sprat
        Had a cat,
    It had but one ear;
        It went to buy butter,
    When butter was dear.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCLXXVII. Games.

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Nursery Rhyme. LV. Tales. The Story Of The Three Little Pigs.

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Nursery Rhyme. CLXXXVI. Riddles.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCLXVII. Paradoxes.

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Nursery Rhyme. DLXVI. Natural History.

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