Poem – “Sing a Song of Sixpence”

Sing a song of sixpence,
A bag full of rye;
Four and twenty blackbirds
Baked in a pie;

When the pie was open’d,
The birds began to sing;
Was not 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 parlour
Eating bread and honey;

The maid was in the garden
Hanging out the clothes,
There came a little blackbird,
And snapt off her nose.

Jenny was so mad,
She didn’t know what to do;
She put her finger in her ear,
And crackt it right in two.

-English Nursery Rhyme

One thought on “Poem – “Sing a Song of Sixpence”

  1. “It would seem,” said Bear to Snake, “that whenever a nursery rhyme is short and nonsensical, it’s covering up a longer, just as nonsensical nursery rhyme that needed to be sanitized for children. How the original, longer version came to be a nursery rhyme, for children, only the English shall ever know.”

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