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AUNT RHODY
Go tell Aunt Rhody, go tell Aunt Rhody,
Go tell Aunt Rhody that the old gray goose is dead.
The one she`s been saving to make a feather bed.
The old gander`s weeping, because his wife is dead.
The goslings are mourning, because their mother`s dead.
She died in the mill pond from standing on her head.
Go tell Aunt Rhody that the old gray goose is dead.
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Traditional, from old France. Some say the philosopher Rousseau
had a hand in its making.
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Go tell Aunt Rhody, go tell Aunt Rhody,
Go tell Aunt Rhody that the old gray goose is dead.
The one she`s been saving to make a feather bed.
The old gander`s weeping, because his wife is dead.
The goslings are mourning, because their mother`s dead.
She died in the mill pond from standing on her head.
Go tell Aunt Rhody that the old gray goose is dead.
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Traditional, from old France. Some say the philosopher Rousseau
had a hand in its making.
@animal
filename[ AUNTRODY
===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY
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