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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeCome And Buy My Toys
Smiling girls and rosy boysCome and buy my little toysMonkeys made of gingerbreadAnd sugar horses painted redRich men's children running pastTheir fathers dressed in hoseGolden hair and mud of many acres on their shoesGazing eyes and running wildPast the stocks and over stilesKiss the window merry childBut come and buy my toysYou've watched your father plough the fields with a ram's hornSowed it wide with peppercorn and furrowed with a bramble thornReaped it with a sharpened scyth, threashed it with a quillThe miller told your father that he'd work it with the greatest willNow your watching's over you must play with girls and boysLeave the parsley on the stallsCome and buy my toysYou shall own a cambric shirtYou shall work your father's landBut now you shall play in the market squareTill you'll be a manSmiling girls and rosy boysCome and buy my little toysMonkeys made of gingerbread
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