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Written by Anonim
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Sunday, 06 November 2005 |

A Ring o' Roses
A ring, a around o' roses,
A pocket full of posies;
Ashes, ashes,
All stand still.
The King has sent his daughter,
To fetch a pail of water;
Ashes, ashes,
All fall down.
The bird upon the steeple,
Sits high above the people;
Ashes, Ashes,
All kneel down.
The wedding bells are ringing,
The boys and girls are singing;
Ashes, ashes,
All fall down.
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