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There were six little pigs, as I've heard people say, / Went out with their mother-pig walking one day, / The sun shone so bright, and the air was so free, / They might all have been happy, as happy could be.
And so they all were, except one little brother, / Who thought he was wiser, poor thing, than his mother, / And was always contriving some nonsense to chatter, / And, when she reproved him, said, "What does it matter?"