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And Now, Good-Night |
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And now, good-night; our play is done; Farewell to each and every one. Around the Green Gravel Around the green gravel the grass grows green, And all the pretty maids are plain to be seen; Wash them with milk, and clothe them with silk, And write their names with a pen and ink.
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