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Rhyme :
'Where are you going to, my pretty maid?'
'I'm going a-milking, sir,' she said.
'May I go with you, my pretty maid?'
'You're kindly welcome, sir,' she said.
'What is your father, my pretty maid?'
'My father's a farmer, sir,' she said.
'What is your fortune, my pretty maid?'
'My face is my fortune, sir,' she said.
'Then I can't marry you, my pretty maid.'
'Nobody asked you, sir,' she said
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