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As I was Going to St. Ives
As I was Going to St. Ives
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Anonymous
04/28/2026 14:58h
As I was going to St. Ives, I met a man with seven wives, Each wife had seven sacks, Each sack had seven cats, Each cat had seven kits: Kits, cats, sacks, and wives, How many were there going to St. Ives?
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