Oranges and Lemons

Oranges and Lemons,
Say the bells of St Clements.

You owe me five farthings,
Say the bells of St Martins.

When will you pay me?,
Say the bells of Old Bailey.

When I grow rich,
Say the bells of Shoreditch.

When will that be?,
Say the bells of Stepney.

I do not know,
Say the great bell of Bow.

Here comes a candle to light you to bed,
And here comes a chopper to chop off your head.

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