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Goosey, goosey gander,
Whither shall I wander?
Upstairs and downstairs
And in my lady's chamber.
There I met an old man
Who would not say his prayers,
I took him by the left leg
And threw him down the stairs.
Just for fun
Goosey goosey gander
This is where we wander,
Up and down the High Street
And left into the Baker.
There we saw a brown bun
With currants one, two, three,
So we put it in a paper bag
And took it home for tea.
