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The Land of
Nursery Rhymes
A Little
Man
And now I'm going into
"chowsers,"
To-morrow I shall be
a man,
And leave my pinafores
and frockses,
And leave my dollie
--if--I—can.
To-morrow I must give
my dollie,
Mother says, to baby
Fan.
Oh! could I keep my doll,
I wonder,
If she wore "chowsers"
liKe a man?
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