Have You Apples?
“Have you apples, good grocer?”
“O yes, ma’am, how many?”
“How do you sell them, Sir?”
“Two for a penny.”
“I’ll have two, Mr. Grocer,
They’re good for my baby;
Send ’em home in an hour, Sir.”
“That I will, lady.”
There was an old woman of Wigg,
Who fattened her favorite pig.
“I’ll eat him,” she said,
“From his tail to his head”—
This greedy old woman of Wigg.
There was a brave knight of Lorraine,
Who hated to give people pain.
“I’ll skeer them,” he said,
“But won’t kill ’em dead”—
This noble young knight of Lorraine.
There was an old doctor of Brille,
Who gave all his patients a pill.
“It will cure ’em,” he said,
Or else kill ’em dead”—
This skillful old doctor of Brille.