Cutty Wren
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“Where are we going?” said Milder to Maulder
“Where are we going?" said the Younger to the Elder “We may not tell you,” said Festle to Foes “Away to the greenwood,” said John the Red Nose “What shall we do there?” said Milder to Maulder “What shall we do there?” said the Younger to the Elder “We may not tell you,” said Festle to Foes “Hunt for the Cutty Wren,” said John the Red Nose “How shall we shoot her?” said Milder to Maulder “With bows and with arrows,” said the Younger to the Elder “That will not do then,” said Festle to Foes “With big guns and with cannon,” said John the Red Nose “How shall we cut her upr?” said Milder to Maulder "With forks and with knives," said the Younger to the Elder “That will not do then,” said Festle to Foes “With hatches and with cleavers,” said John the Red Nose “How shall we cook her?” said Milder to Maulder "In pots and in kettles," said the Younger to the Elder “That will not do then,” said Festle to Foes “In a bloody great brass cauldren,” said John the Red Nose “Who'll get the spare ribs?” said Milder to Maulder “Who'll get the spare ribs?” said the Younger to the Elder “We may not tell you,” said Festle to Foes “We'll give them all to the poor,” said John the Red Nose |
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