There was an old woman tossed up in a basket, 

Seventeen times as high as the moon;

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 from the sky; 

And I'll be with you by-and-by."

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