Hickety, pickety, my black hen,
She lays eggs for gentlement.
Sometimes nine, sometimes ten,
Hickety, pickety, my black hen.
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When I was just a little one, these are the nursery rhymes and songs my daddy and mummy sang to me. Now that I have little ones of my own, I will sing the same to them.
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