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<h2><SPAN name="THE_LITTLE_MAID" id="THE_LITTLE_MAID"></SPAN>THE LITTLE MAID.</h2>
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<span class="i0">A little maid went to market,<br/></span>
<span class="i1">She went into the town,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">And all the things she had to buy<br/></span>
<span class="i1">She carefully wrote down.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">The coffee, sugar, tea, and rice—<br/></span>
<span class="i1">The currant cake for tea,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">And then she had to reckon up,<br/></span>
<span class="i1">And see how much they'd be.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">She sat her down as she came back,<br/></span>
<span class="i1">She sat her down to see<br/></span>
<span class="i0">What they had cost—the currant cake,<br/></span>
<span class="i1">The coffee, and the tea.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">She could not make her money right,<br/></span>
<span class="i1">And yet, how she did try!<br/></span>
<span class="i0">She could not make her money right,<br/></span>
<span class="i1">And oh! how she did cry.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">She's counting still, my dears, my dears,<br/></span>
<span class="i1">She's counting day and night,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">But though she counts for years and years,<br/></span>
<span class="i1">She'll never make it right.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">She'll never make it right—right—right,<br/></span>
<span class="i1">Oh! never any more,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Though she sits counting—count—count—count,<br/></span>
<span class="i1">Till she is ninety-four.<br/></span></div>
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