A poem by Kate Greenaway

Ring-a-ring of little boys.
Ring-a-ring of girls;
All around all around,
Twists and twirls.

You are merry children;
"Yes, we are."
Where do you come from?
"Not very far.

"We live in the mountain,
We live in the tree;
And I live in the river-bed,
And you won't catch me!"

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