A Song
A Song
5757
Sing a song of sixpence, a pocket full of rye,
Four-and-twenty key-holes dance be- fore his eye:
When the door is opened, his wife de- gins to chin,
“Isn’t this a pretty hour to let a fel- low In”
-Life
A Song
5757
Sing a song of sixpence, a pocket full of rye,
Four-and-twenty key-holes dance be- fore his eye:
When the door is opened, his wife de- gins to chin,
“Isn’t this a pretty hour to let a fel- low In”
-Life