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The Queen of Hearts

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.
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