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MEXICAN NURSERY SONG: 18, by                    
First Line: "this old lady, hippity-hop"
Last Line: "and she ran home, quickity-quick"


This old lady, Hippity-hop,
Cut this piece of wood, flippity-flop.
She cut another,
She cut another,
She cut another,
She cut another, chippity-chop.
She gathered her wood, stick by stick,
And built a fire, flickity-flick.
A--black--cloud--grew.
The wet--rain--blew,

And she ran home, quickity-quick.





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