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Six little kids
Standing in a row One thought it was a joke And there there were five Five little kids Standing in a row One was suspected And then there were four Four little kids Standing in a row One strayed away And then there were three Three little kids Standing in a row One was too curious And then there were two Two little kids Just facing each other One knew too much And then there was one One little kid All by himself Gave himself away And then there were none. NO COPYRIGHT ON AGATHA CHRISTIE WHATSOEVER!!!!
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