An itty bitty tear let me down.
The itsy bitsy spider climbed up the water spout
Rain, Rain, go away,
Come again another day!
Neither rain nor sleet nor snow nor dark of
night shall stay this courier from his appointed rounds.
Mares eat oats and does eat oats and little lambs eat ivy
AKITA'll eat ivy too, wouldn't you?
Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet,
Eating her curds and whey,
Along came a spider who sat down beside her,
And frightened Miss Muffet away
Come on now let's go back in history Aesop's way...
