Hey Diddle, Diddle the Cat& the fidel the cow jumped over the moon the little dog laghed to see such sport and the dish ran away with the spoon. Wee willey winkey runs through the town up stair's and down starirs and down staries in his night cap for are all the chidren in their bed for now it's 8: 00
Writer(s): Traditional, David Bernard Wolf
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