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Kitty
 * Here you may see.

That she is pretty
 * All will agree.

"Three for a penny!"
 * That is her cry;

No wonder many
 * Hasten to buy.

Orange-girl Kitty’s
 * Mother, we're told,

Everyone pities—
 * So feeble and old.

Poor mother’s living
 * Kitty obtains,

Cheerfully giving
 * Her all that she gains.

Orange-girl Kitty
 * Roams to and fro;

All through the city
 * She’s known high and low.

When the sun’s shining,
 * When the rain falls,

Never repining,—
 * "Fine fruit!" Kitty calls.