Sing a Song of Sixpence

Sing a song of sixpence, a pocket full of Rye,

Four and twenty Blackbirds baked in a Pie;

When the Pie was opened, the Birds began to sing;

Was not that a dainty dish to set before a King?

The King was in the Countinghouse, counting out his money;

The Queen was in the Parlour, eating bread and honey;

The Maid was in the Garden, hanging out the clothes.

And, by came a Blackbird, and sat on her nose.



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Sing a song of sixpence, a pocket full of Rye,

Four and twenty Blackbirds baked in a Pie;

When the Pie was opened, the Birds began to sing;

Was not that a dainty dish to set before a King?

The King was in the Countinghouse, counting out his money;

The Queen was in the Parlour, eating bread and honey;

The Maid was in the Garden, hanging out the clothes.

And, by came a Blackbird, and sat on her nose.