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On a tree by a river a little tom-tit Sang "Willow, tit willow, tit willow" And I said to him, "Dicky-bird, why do you sit Singing 'Willow, tit willow, tit willow'" "Is it weakness of intellect, birdie?" I cried "Or a rather tough worm in your little inside" With a shake of his poor little head, he replied "Oh, willow, tit willow, tit willow!"...R.