Oh rare Harry Parry! When will you marry? When Apples and Pears are Ripe; I’ll come to your Wedding, Without any bidding, And lie with your Bride all Night.
Oh rare Harry Parry!
When will you marry?
When Apples and Pears are Ripe;
I’ll come to your Wedding,
Without any bidding,
And lie with your Bride all Night.
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