e bought a crooked cat,Which caught a crooked mouse,And they all lived togetherIn a little crooked house. One misty, moisty morning, When cloudy was the weather, I chanced to meet an old man clothed all in leather. He began to compliment, and I began to grin, How do you do ? and how do you do ? And… … Old woman, old woman, old woman, quoth I, O whither, O whither, O whither, so high ? To brush the cobwebs off the sky ! Shall I go with thee ? Aye, by and by. 39 FOUR-AND-TWENTY TAILORS.
Nursery rhymes · Fairy tales
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