RIDING SONG





Flippity-flop! Flippity-flop!

Here comes the butcher to bring us a chop

Cantering, cantering down the wide street

On his little bay mare with the funny white feet;

Cantering, cantering out to the farm,

Stripes on his apron and basket on arm.

Run to the window and tell him to stop--

Flippity-flop! Flippity-flop!





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