upon the carpet,
Or when you pick him up;
He smiles all through his dinner,
And when he goes to sup.
The Coachman.
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There was a grand coachman,
Who drove the Lord Mayor;
And never drove less than
A carriage and pair.
He wore a red waistcoat,
He carried a whip,
And when the boys saw him,
They shouted "Hip! hip!"
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The Coachman.
Little Yam Mango.
Little Yam Mango.
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Little Yam Mango
Has beautiful eyes,
Also the brightest
Of scarlet neckties.
Little Yam Mango
Will never go out;
Being so lazy,
He's grown very stout.
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Brownie.
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There is a brown dolly
Who has a guitar;
She plays on it always,
Tra lal, tra lal la!
She has a new ditty
For every day;
I wish you could hear it,
Tra lal, tra lal lay!
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Brownie.
The Imp.
The Imp.
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You may call him an imp,
Or a gnome or a sprite;
And whate'er you call him
You are sure to be right.
He is here, he is there,
He will never stay long;
If you think he is caught,
You are sure to be wrong.
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