THE MAGIC HEN Charlie Gruel stold the hen That laid the golden egg. But Charlie Gruel was cruel Lay, he said And the hen laid. The hen laid a pink egg The hen laid a blue The hen laid a green And a purple one too Then spotted white And speckled brown, And Charlie Gruel began to frown. Lay, he said And the hen laid. But Charlie Gruel was sore dismayed For since he stold that magic hen, She’s never laid a gold again. |
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