Little Tee-wee,
He went to sea
In an open boat;
And when it was afloat,
The little boat bended.
My story's ended.
As Tommy Snooks and Bessy Brooks
    Were walking out one Sunday,
Says Tommy Snooks to Bessy Brooks,
    Tomorrow will be Monday.

The man on the hill
That couldn't stand still,
    Went hobble, hobble, hobble.
The girl in the lane
That couldn't speak plain,
    Went gobble, gobble, gobble.

There was a crooked man,
    And he walked a crooked mile,
He found a crooked sixpence
    Against a crooked stile;
He bought a crooked cat,
    Which caught a crooked mouse,
And they all lived together
    In a little crooked house.


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