Mother Goose Rhymes

Mother Goose rhymes

Up Pippen Hill

 

As I was going up Pippen Hill,

Pippen Hill was dirty;

 

There I met a pretty miss,

And she dropped me a curtsey.

 

Little miss, pretty miss,

Blessings light upon you!

 

If I had half a crown a day

I'd spend it all upon you.

 

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