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Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary Lyrics
Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells and cockle shells,
And pretty maids all in a row.
With silver bells and cockle shells,
And pretty maids all in a row.
Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells and cockle shells,
And pretty maids all in a row.
With silver bells and cockle shells,
And pretty maids all in a row.
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