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'Round and 'round the cobbler's bench
The monkey chased the weasel,
The monkey thought 'twas all in fun,
Pop! goes the weasel.
Half a pound of tuppenny rice,
Half a pound of treacle,
That's the way the money goes,
Pop! goes the weasel.
Every night when I go out,
The monkey's on the table,
Take a stick and knock it off,
Pop! goes the weasel.
Up and down the City road,
In and out the Eagle,
That’s the way the money goes,
Pop! goes the weasel.
A penny for a spool of thread,
A penny for a needle,
That's the way the money goes,
Pop! goes the weasel.
I went a-hunting in the woods,
It wasn't very legal,
The dog and I were caught with the goods,
Pop! goes the weasel.
I said I didn't hunt or sport,
The warden looked at my beagle,
He said to tell it to the court,
Pop! goes the weasel.
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