Sing a Song of Sixpence.
Sing a song of six-pence
A pocket full of Rye;
Four-and-twenty Black-birds
Bak'd in a Pie
When the Pie was open'd,
The Birds began to sing;
Wasn't that a dainty dish
To set before a king?
The king was in the count-
ing house,
Cunting out his money;
The Queen was in the Parlour,
Eating bread and honey;
The maid was in the garden
Handing out the clothes;
There came a little Dicky Bird,
And popp'd upon her nose!
