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OLD MOTHER HUBBARD AND HER DOG. Old Mother HubbardWent to the cupboard,To give her poor Dog a bone,When she came thereThe cupboard was bare,And so the poor Dog had none. JOHN McLOUGHLIN, Publisher, N. Y.
She went to the Tavern,For white wine and red,When she came backThe Dog stood on his head. She brought him a cakeWhich she bought at the Fair,When she came backThe Dog sat in a chair.
She went to the Baker’sTo buy him some bread,When she came backPoor Doggy was dead.
She went to the Undertaker’sTo buy him a coffin,When she came backThe Dog was laughing. She took a clean dishTo get him some tripe,When she came backHe was smoking his pipe.
She went to the Tailor’sTo buy him a coat,When she came back,He was riding a goat. She went to the Fruiterer’sTo buy him some fruit,When she came back,He was playing the flute.
She went to the Barber’sTo buy him a wig,When she came backHe was dancing a jig. She went to the Cobbler’sTo buy him some shoes,When she came backHe was reading the news.
She went to the Hatter’sTo buy him a hat,When she came backHe was feeding her cat. She went to the SempstressTo buy him some linen,When she came backThe Dog was spinning.
She went to the Hosier’sTo buy him some hose,When she came backHe was drest in his clothes. The Dame made a curtsey,The Dog made a bow,The Dame said ‘your servant,’The Dog said ‘bow wow.’
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