«·THE MAN WHO HAD NAUGHT · AROUND THE GREEN GRAVEL·»
THE TAILORS AND THE SNAIL
Four and Twenty tailors
Went to kill a snail;
The best man among them
Durst not touch her tail;
She put out her horns
Like a little Kyloe cow.
Run, tailors, run, or
She’ll kill you all e’en now.
«·THE MAN WHO HAD NAUGHT · AROUND THE GREEN GRAVEL·»