As I were going up Pippin Hill,
Pippin hill was dirty.
There I met a pretty miss,
and she dropped me a curtsey.
Little miss, Pretty miss.
Blessings, light upon you,
if I had half a crown a day..
I'd gladly speand it on you.
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