FanPost

DBD 2/20/2020: Twenty

8g2bm2jfcvh41.0.jpg

Sing a song of sixpence,

A pocket full of rye.

Four and twenty blackbirds,

Baked in a pie.

When the pie was opened

The birds began to sing;

Wasn'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 parlour,

Eating bread and honey.

The maid was in the garden,

Hanging out the clothes,

When down came a blackbird

And pecked off her nose

Be nice. You can find the original CGB team at WriteForCalifornia.com.

Trending Discussions