A Little Cock-Sparrow.

A Little Cock-Sparrow.

A little cock-sparrow sat on a tree,Looking as happy as happy could be,Till a boy came by, with his bow and arrow.Says he, “I will shoot the little cock-sparrow.His body will make me a nice little stew,And his giblets will make me a little pie, too.”Says the little cock-sparrow, “I’ll be shot if I stay,”So he clapped his wings, and flew away.

A little cock-sparrow sat on a tree,Looking as happy as happy could be,Till a boy came by, with his bow and arrow.Says he, “I will shoot the little cock-sparrow.His body will make me a nice little stew,And his giblets will make me a little pie, too.”Says the little cock-sparrow, “I’ll be shot if I stay,”So he clapped his wings, and flew away.

A little cock-sparrow sat on a tree,Looking as happy as happy could be,Till a boy came by, with his bow and arrow.Says he, “I will shoot the little cock-sparrow.His body will make me a nice little stew,And his giblets will make me a little pie, too.”Says the little cock-sparrow, “I’ll be shot if I stay,”So he clapped his wings, and flew away.

A little cock-sparrow sat on a tree,

Looking as happy as happy could be,

Till a boy came by, with his bow and arrow.

Says he, “I will shoot the little cock-sparrow.

His body will make me a nice little stew,

And his giblets will make me a little pie, too.”

Says the little cock-sparrow, “I’ll be shot if I stay,”

So he clapped his wings, and flew away.

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