Tuesday, January 21, 2020

misty moisty morning


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, how do you do?
And how do you do again?
The Only True 
Mother Goose Melodies (c. 1833)

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