Saturday, November 29, 2008

Here's an old nursery rhyme i was recently reminded of..

Jack Sprat could eat no fat,
His wife could eat no lean
And so betwixt the two of them
They licked the platter clean

Jack ate all the lean,
Joan ate all the fat.
The bone, they picked it clean,
Then gave it to the cat

Jack sprat was a-wheeling,
His wife by the ditch
The barrow turned over,
And in she did pitch.

Says Jack, "She'll be drowned!"
But Joan, did rply,
"I don't think I shall,
For the ditch is quite dry."

Why did I put this here? just because I can..

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