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THE WREN SONG The wren, the wren, the king of all birds St. Stephen's Day was caught in the firs Although he was little, his honor was great Jump up me lads and give us a treat We followed the wren three miles or more Three miles of more, three miles or more Through hedges and ditches and heaps of snow At six o'clock in the morning Rolley, Rolley, where is your nest? It's in the bush that I love best It's in the bush, the holly tree Where all the boys do follow me As I went out to hunt and all I met a wren upon the wall Up with me wattle and gave him a fall And brought him here to show you all I have a little box under me arm A tuppence or penny will do it no harm For we are the boys who came your way To bring in the wren on St. Stephen's Day DT #851 @seasonal @ritual @animal see also SEEKING filename[ WRENSONG SOF |
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