Tweedle Dee

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Old King Cole was a merry old soul, and a merry old soul was he; He called for his pipe, and he called for his bowl, and he called for his fiddlers three. Every fiddler he had a fiddle, and a very fine fiddle had he; Twee, tweedle dee, tweedle dee, went the fiddlers three. O! there’s none so rare as can compare with King Cole and his fiddlers three.


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Charles H. Sylvester, Journeys Through Bookland (Chicago: Bellows-Reeve Company, 1909)I:48


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