Wee Willie Winkie
By Mother Goose
Wee Willie Winkie runs through the town,
Upstairs and downstairs in his nightgown,
Rapping at the window, crying through the lock, "Are the children all in bed, for now it's eight o'clock?"
By Mother Goose
Wee Willie Winkie runs through the town,
Upstairs and downstairs in his nightgown,
Rapping at the window, crying through the lock, "Are the children all in bed, for now it's eight o'clock?"
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