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Old Mother Hubbard
Old Mother Hubbard
Went to the cupboard,
To get her poor dog a bone;
But when she got there
The cupboard was bare,
And so the poor dog had none.
She went down the street
Her good neighbors to meet,
And they all gathered round her in prayer;
And when she got back,
She found bones in a sack
Saying, "God wants us all to share!"
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Bow, Wow, Wow
Bow, wow, wow,
Whose dog are thou?
Little Tom Tinker's dog,
Bow, wow, wow.
Bow, wow, wow,
Who madest thou?
Little Tom Tinker's God!
Bow, wow, wow.
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