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King's Sutton is a pretty town, And lies all in a valley; There is a pretty ring of bells, Besides a bowling-alley: Wine and liquor in good store, Pretty maidens plenty; Can a man desire more? There ain't such a town in twenty.

The little priest of Felton, The little priest of Felton, He kill'd a mouse within his house, And ne'er a one to help him.