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11 An' that very same day the King came by,
 * An' the Lady Queen she smiled;

An' they tuk the flow'r from the little han',
 * An' they put the cure on the child.

Now little Boy Beg can walk an' run
 * With his little grey dog an' all.

God bless the King and his lovely Queen—
 * But he hadn't no crown for all!