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Old MacDonald had a farm, Ee i ee i o.  And on his farm he had some chicks, Ee i ee i o.  With a cluck-cluck here and a cluck-cluck there.  Here a cluck, there a cluck everywhere a cluck-cluck. Old MacDonald had a farm, Ee i ee i o.  Old MacDonald had a farm, Ee i ee i o.  And on his farm he had some cows, Ee i ee i o.  With a moo-moo here and a moo-moo there.  Here a moo, there a moo everywhere a moo-moo.  Old MacDonald had a farm, Ee i ee i o.
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At one end of the big barn, on a sort of raised platform, Major was already ensconced on his bed of straw, under a lantern which hung from a beam. He was twelve years old and had lately grown rather stout, but he was still a majestic-looking pig, with a wise and benevolent appearance in spite of the fact that his tushes had never been cut.  Before long the other animals began to arrive and make themselves comfortable after their different fashions.  First came the three dogs, Bluebell, Jessie, and Pincher, and then the pigs, who settled down in the straw immediately in front of the platform.  The hens perched themselves on the window-sills, the pigeons fluttered up to the rafters, the sheep and cows lay down behind the pigs and began to chew the cud.