Sing a song of sixpence, A pocket full of rye;
Four and twenty Blackbirds, baked in a pie;
When the pie was opened a shrivelled Blackbird sat;
All right mate a jokes a joke, but which silly sod did that !
Four and twenty Blackbirds, baked in a pie;
When the pie was opened a shrivelled Blackbird sat;
All right mate a jokes a joke, but which silly sod did that !
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AddedDecember 9th, 2013
Last updatedMarch 7th, 2022
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