Water, Water, Well-Flower

Water, water, well-flower,
Growing up so high;
We are all maidens,
And we must all die;
Excepting Mary Wilson,
For she's the fairest flower;
She can dance, and she can sing,
And she can lick the sugar.

Fie, fie, fie, fie, fie, fie, shame;
Turn your back to the wall again.

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