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  • Granny

    Through every nook and every cranny
    The wind blew in on poor old Granny
    Around her knees, into each ear
    (And up nose as well, I fear)

    All through the night the wind grew worse
    It nearly made the vicar curse
    The top had fallen off the steeple
    Just missing him (and other people)

    It blew on man, it blew on beast
    It blew on nun, it blew on priest
    It blew the wig off Auntie Fanny-
    But most of all, it blew on Granny!

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