Ring-a-ring o’ roses, A pocket full of posies, A-tishoo! A-tishoo! We all fall down. The cows are in the meadow Eating buttercups, A-tishoo! A-tishoo! We all jump up. Ring-a-ring o' roses, A pocket full of posies, A-tishoo! A-tishoo! We all fall down. The cows are in the meadow Eating buttercups, A-tishoo! A-tishoo! We all jump up. Ringa Ringa Roses Ringa …
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This is to thank you for being by side For comforting and caring when I was all confused inside. This is for the phone calls you make every day Just to tell me “I love you” every minute of the day. The way you take my hand in yours For all the world to see That this is the woman …
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This is to thank you for being by side For comforting and caring when I was all confused inside. This is for the phone calls you make every day Just to tell me “I love you” every minute of the day. The way you take my hand in yours For all the world to see That this is the woman …
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London Bridge Is Falling Down London Bridge is broken down, Falling down, falling down. London Bridge is falling down, My fair lady. Build it up with wood and clay, Wood …
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Three Kings came riding from far away, Melchior and Gaspar and Baltasar; Three Wise Men out of the East were they, And they travelled by night and they slept by …
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London Bridge Is Falling Down London Bridge is broken down, Falling down, falling down. London Bridge is falling down, My fair lady. Build it up with wood and clay, Wood …
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Three Kings came riding from far away, Melchior and Gaspar and Baltasar; Three Wise Men out of the East were they, And they travelled by night and they slept by …
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Lord, are there roses in your garden On the shores of jubilee Would you pick a dozen of your best And deliver them for me? For you see, today is …
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London Bridge Is Falling Down London Bridge is broken down, Falling down, falling down. London Bridge is falling down, My fair lady. Build it up with wood and clay, Wood …
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A single flower he sent me ,since we met all tenderly his messenger he chose; deep-hearted, pure with scented dew still wet one perfect rose. I knew the language of …
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