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Rhyme :
Green peas, mutton pies,
Tell me where my Jeannie lies,
And I'll be with her ere she rise,
And cuddle her to my bosom.
I love Jeannie over and over,
I love Jeannie among the clover;
I love Jeannie, and Jeannie loves me,
That's the lass that I'll go wi.
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