Hush-a-by baby, babe not mine,
My woeful wail, do you pity never?
Hush-a-by baby, babe not mine,
A year ago I was snatched for ever.
On the edge you mustn't lie
Or the little grey wolf will come
And will nip you and will nip you on the tum,
Tug you off into the wood
Underneath the willow-root.
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Muahahahaha I wonder, what are these?
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—Grace