Oldal 187 [187]
THERE WAS AN OLD WOMAN. ISI
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There was an old woman tossed up in a basket,
Ninety times as high as the moon;
And where she was going, I couldn’t but ask it,
For in her hand she carried a broom.
Old woman, old woman, old woman, quoth I,
O whither, O whither, O whither so high?
To sweep the cobwebs off the sky!
Shall I go with you? Ay, by-and-by.