Cackle, cackle,
Mother Goose,
Have you any
Feathers loose?
Truly have I,
pretty fellow,
Half enough to fill a pillow.
Here are quills,
Take one or two,
And down enough
To make a bed for you.
Mother Goose,
Have you any
Feathers loose?
Truly have I,
pretty fellow,
Half enough to fill a pillow.
Here are quills,
Take one or two,
And down enough
To make a bed for you.
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