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34 THERE WAS A MAN traditional THERE WAS A MAN OF DOUBLE DEED WHO SOWED A GARDEN FULL OF SEED WHEN THE SEED BEGAN TO GROW TWAS LIKE A GARDEN FULL OF SNOW WHEN THE SNOW BEGAN TO FALL LIKE THE BIRDS IT WAS UPON THE WALL WHEN THE BIRDS BEGAN TO FLY TWAS LIKE A SHIPWRECK IN THE SKY WHEN THE SHIP BEGAN TO CRACK TWAS LIKE A STICK ACROSS MY BACK WHEN MY BACK BEGAN TO SMART TWAS LIKE A PENKNIFE IN MY HEART WHEN MY HEART BEGAN TO BLEED THEN I WAS DEAD AND DEAD INDEED THE WREN traditional BE ALL HERE IN LOVE AND PEACE WE HAVE POWDER AND SHOT BE ALL HERE IN THIS PLACE TO CONQUER THE LOT OF THEE WE WILL SING WE HAVE CANNON AND BALL IN SERVING OUR KING TO CONQUER THEM ALL OUR KING IS WELL DRESSED OH, CHRISTMAS IS PAST IN THE SILKS OF THE BEST TWELFTH TIDE IS THE LAST IN RIBBONS SO RARE AND WE BIDE YOU ADEU NO KING CAN COMPARE GREAT JOY TO THE NEW WE HAVE TRAVELLED MANY MILES OVER HEDGES AND STILES IN SEARCH OF OUR KING UNTO YOU WE BRING

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