There Was an Old Woman
There was an old woman
Went up in a basket
Ninety times as high as the moon,
And where she was going I could not but ask it
For in her hand she carried a broom.

"Old Woman! Old Woman, old woman!" said I,
"Whither, oh whither, oh whither so high?"
"To sweep the cobwebs right out of the sky,
And I'll be with you by and by."

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