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Where are you going, my pretty maid?
"Where are you going, my pretty maid?"
"I am going a milking, sir", she said.
"May I go with you, my pretty maid?"
"You are kindly welcome, sir", she said.
"What is your father, my pretty maid?"
"My father is a farmer, sir", she said.
"What is your fortune, my pretty maid?"
"My face is my fortune, sir", she said.
"Then I can't marry you, my pretty maid!"
"Nobody asked you, sir", she said.
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