There 's little Tom Dacre, who cried when his head,
That curled like a lamb 's back, was shaved: so I said,
"Hush, Tom! never mind it, for when your head's bare,
You know that the soot cannot spoil your white hair. "
There 's little Tom Dacre, who cried when his head,That curled like a lamb 's back, was shaved: so I said,"Hush, Tom! never mind it, for when your head's bare, You know that the soot cannot spoil your white hair. "
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