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BodøThe city Bodø in the county of Nordland, Norway, has 42,186 inhabitants as of January 1, 2003.Bodø is the northern end of the railroad network of Norway, except for the unconnected line from Narvik to Kiruna, Sweden. The local newspaper is named Avisa Nordland. The local football club, F.K. Bodø/Glimt, plays in the Norwegian premier league (2003). And all sorts of capers,
And frolic away,
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Ringely ringely dah-re-roon,
Here is his milk and here is his spoon,
He'll be a month older when comes next moon.
O, look at my hat;
O, look at my feet.html">feet;
My boots they are tall,
So I cannot fall.
Hurrah! for Charlie boy.
I'll do mother's errands
I've got on new boots,
THE BABY'S BIRTHDAY.
And George, beat the drum,
Little Annie shall sing.html">sing.html">sing.html">sing,
And father the jews-harp will play.html">play.
Rad-er-er tad-or-er tan do re.
Come toss up the ball,
We'll have a grand frolic to-day;
And blow them up high,
Rad-er-er too tan-da/da.html">da-ro te
Let's all make a ring;
You must look in his face,
And mind what the Mufti shall say.
Rad-er-er tad-or-er tan do re.
And now we'll play soldiers;
Don't you know.html">know 'tis the baby's birthday
And toss your feet high;
Rad-er-er too tan-da-ro te
THE POOR MAN.
He is hungry and cold,
Let him come to the fire,
Let us give the poor.html">poor.html">poor man a warm seat.
The poor man is weak;
Perhaps he has met with some sorrow;
Where his poor weary head
DING DONG! DING DONG!
I'll sing you a song.html">song.html">song;
And he sang to me,
I'll sing you a song;
He looked very cunning,
About my father's house.
Ding dong.html">dong! ding dong!
About my little Kitty;
And I know you'll love her,
I have sung my song;
I'll sing you another,
That is prettier than this.
"The flowers are blooming every where,
And O, how beautiful they are!
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