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Nursery Rhyme. DXXIV. Natural History.

    Dickery, dickery, dare,
The pig flew up in the air;
The man in brown soon brought him down,
Dickery, dickery, dare.

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Nursery Rhyme. D. Natural History.

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Nursery Rhyme. DXLIV. Natural History.

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Nursery Rhyme. DXXIX. Natural History.

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