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quadgram frequency
there was an old446
illustration there was an348
was an old man242
was an old person189
an old person of182
an old man of160
there was a young100
illustration there was a84
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a young lady of60
the akond of swat50
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that old man of40
they never came back38
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old man in a32
of the seven young32
sea in a sieve32
old man with a26
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lands where the jumblies25
and they went to25
where the jumblies live25
and their hands are25
are the lands where25
their heads are green25
their hands are blue25
that old person of23
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the dong with a22
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with a luminous nose22
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duck to the kangaroo16
owl and the pussy16
the owl and the16
the duck to the16
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duck and the kangaroo14
and the seven young14
the seven young geese14
a family of two14
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he never came back14
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family of two old14
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an old man who13
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of the chankly bore12
pobble who has no12
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jug without a handle12
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seven young guinea pigs12
man of the west12
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the seven young cats10
hills of the chankly10
the seven young parrots10
no birds so happy10
the top of a10
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we thought so still10
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the seven young storks10
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that was the end10
the hills of the10
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the seven young fishes10
man with a beard10
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the seven young guinea10
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old man of peru9
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table and the chair9
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old man at a9
the table and the9
of the city of9
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little heap of stones9
the book of nonsense9
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the seven young owls8
what a beautiful pussy8
ring at the end8
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beautiful pussy you are8
end of his nose8
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by the side of8
old man who said8
the quangle wangle quee8
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the great gromboolian plain8
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old man of whitehaven7
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old man of ancona4
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the great lake pipple4
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courtship of the yonghy4
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two old guinea pigs4
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a hive of silvery4
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a wood a piggy4
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old man of blackheath4
old man of thames4
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my own dear true4
young person in pink4
late earl of derby4
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old lady of winchelsea4
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old person of wick4
old person in gray4
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young person of crete4
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illustration i was an4
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we do for a4
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land where the bong4
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lovely monkey with lollipop4
and hand in hand4
him who caught the4
sought it with care4
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young lady of firle4
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nonsense pictures and rhymes4
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young lady in white4
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old man of spithead4
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old man of port4
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slow train to weedon4
how charmingly sweet you4
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the seven families of4
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young lady of greenwich4
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owls and a hen4
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