When I was just a little one, these are the nursery rhymes and songs my daddy and mummy sang to me. Now that I have little ones of my own, I will sing the same to them.
Sunday, December 2, 2007
As I Was Going To St Ives
As I was going to St Ives, I met a men with seven wives.
Each wifes had seven sacks, Each sack had seven cats, Each cats had seven kits.
Kits, cats, sacks, wives, How many were going to St Ives?
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