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MY BLACK HEN, by                    
First Line: "hickety, pickety, my black hen"
Last Line: To see what my black hen doth lay


HICKETY, pickety, my black hen,
She lays eggs for gentlemen;
Gentlemen come every day
To see what my black hen doth lay.







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