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JACK AND JILL Jack
and Jill went up the hill, To fetch a pail of water; Jack fell down, and
broke his crown, And Jill came tumbling after. Then up Jack got and off
did trot, As fast as he could caper, To old Dame Dob, who patched his
nob With vinegar and brown paper. When Jill came in, How she did
grin To see Jack’s paper palster; Her mother, vexed, Did whip her
next, For laughing at Jack’s disaster.
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