Sing a Song of Sixpence…

Posted by me on Tuesday, the 26th day of December, anno domini 2006 at 10:08 PM, local time.

So, way back in March of aught six, I posted a random little nursery rhyme I remembered from my childhood, with the intention of occasionally posting more. Here is another for your consideration:

Sing a song of sixpence,
pocket full of rye.
Four and twenty blackbirds,
baked in a pie.

And when the pie was opened,
the birds began to sing.
Now, isn’t that a dainty dish
to set before the king?

The king was in his counting house,
counting out his money.
The queen was in the parlor,
eating bread and honey.

The maid was in the garden,
hanging out the clothes,
When down came a blackbird
and pecked off her nose!



  1. Adam said,

    December 27, 2006 at 6:40 am

    I can only assume we have started to hit the backlog :-)

  2. me said,

    December 27, 2006 at 3:50 pm

    Oddly enough, no that one just occurred to me. The backlog will start soon, don’t worry.

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