Sing a Song o’ Sixpence by L. Frank Baum
Sing a song o’ sixpence, a handful 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? IF you have never heard the legend of Gilligren and the King’s pie you will scarcely understand the above verse; …