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 LXXIX.

Simple Simon met a pieman Going to the fair; Says Simple Simon to the pieman, 'Let me taste your ware.'

Says the pieman to Simple Simon, 'Show me first your penny.' Says Simple Simon to the pieman, 'Indeed I have not any.'

Simple Simon went a-fishing For to catch a whale; All the water he had got Was in his mother's pail.

Simple Simon went to look If plums grew on a thistle; He pricked his fingers very much, Which made poor Simon whistle.

LXXX.

'Who comes here?' 'A grenadier.' 'What do you want?' 'A pot of beer.' 'Where's your money?' 'I've forgot.' 'Get you gone, You drunken sot.'