Lady Bird
Ladybird, ladybird fly away home,
Your house is on fire and your children are gone,
All except one,
And her name is Ann,
And she hid under the frying pan.
Your house is on fire and your children are gone,
All except one,
And her name is Ann,
And she hid under the frying pan.
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