The Queen of Hearts,
She made some tarts,
All on a summer's day.

The Knave of Hearts,
He stole those tarts,
And took them clean away.

The King of Hearts,
Called for the tarts,
And beat the knave full sore.

The Knave of the Hearts,
brought back the tarts.
And vowed he'd steal no more.

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