«·JACK · THIRTY DAYS HATH SEPTEMBER·»
GOING TO ST. IVES
As I was going to St. Ives
I met a man with seven wives.
Every wife had seven sacks,
Every sack had seven cats,
Every cat had seven kits.
Kits, cats, sacks, and wives,
How many were going to St. Ives?
«·JACK · THIRTY DAYS HATH SEPTEMBER·»