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Oranges and Lemons says the bells of St Clement’s
I owe you five farthings, says the bells of St Martin’s
When will you pay me? Says the bells of Old Bailey
When I grow rich, says the bells of Shoreditch
When will that be? Says the bells of Stepney
I do not know, says the great bells of Bow
Here comes the candle to light you to bed
Here comes the chopper to chop of the head
Chop, chop, chop, chop
The last man’s dead
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