| Acre of Land |
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My father left me an acre of land There goes this ivery, My father left me an acre of land, And a bunch of green holly and ivery. I ploughed it with my ram’s horn, I sowed it with my pepper box, I harrowed it with my bramble bush, I reaped it with my little penknife, I sent it home in a walnut shell, I threshed it with my needle and thread, I winnowed it with my handkerchief, I sent it to mill with a team of great rats, The carter brought a curly whip, The whip went pop and the waggon it stopped. Audio
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