The Real Mother Goose

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COME, LET’S TO BED

Come, Let's to Bed
“To bed! To bed!”
  Says Sleepy-head;
“Tarry awhile,” says Slow;
“Put on the pan,”
  Says Greedy Nan;
  “We’ll sup before we go.”

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