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      “Oh! Tommy Tatter, Tommy Tatter,

      Tell me now what is the matter;

      Tell me, Tommy, do, I pray,

      What makes you look so sad to-day?”

      “Oh! Master Peter, Peter Pink,

      I’ve reason to be sad, I think;

      Oh! don’t you see my ragged clothes,

      My naked legs, and naked toes,

      My head without a hat, to let

      My hair be dry in weather wet?

      Oh! I am cold and hungry, too,

      I wish I was as rich as you!”

      “Oh! Tommy Tatter, Tommy Tatter,

      I’d like to see you looking fatter;