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THE QUEEN OF HEARTS. 211 The Queen of Hearts She made some tarts All on a summer’s day; The Knave of Hearts He stole those tarts, And took them clean away. The King of Hearts Called for the tarts, And beat the Knave full sore; The Knave of Hearts Brought back the tarts, And vowed he’d steal no more. There were three crows sat on a stone, Fal la, la la lal de, Two flew away, and then there was one, Fal la, la la lal de, The other crow finding himself alone, . Fal la, la la lal de, He flew away, and then there was none, Fal la, la la lal de. 14—2
