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Listen to this old poem and read it out loud.0:02
Tom, he was a piper's son.0:08
He learned to play when he was young.0:11
And all the tune that he could play was over the hills and far away Tom with his pipe made such a noise that.0:15
That he pleased both the girls and the boys.0:26
And they all stopped to hear him play.0:29
Over the hills and far away Tom with his pipe did play with such skill that those who heard him could never keep still.0:32
As soon as he played, they began to dance.0:44
Even pigs on their hind legs would after him prance.0:47
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