Sing A Song of Sixpence

Sing a song of sixpence,

A pocket full of rye;

Four and twenty blackbirds

Baked in a pie;

When the pie was open’d,

The birds began to sing;

Now wasn’t that a dainty dish,

To set before the king?

 

The king was in his counting-house

Counting out his money;

The queen was in the parlour

Eating bread and honey;

The maid was in the garden

Hanging out the clothes,

When down came a blackbird,

And pecked off her nose.

   

Thankyou for reading this Nursery Rhyme with Storyberries!

Illustrations by Sabrina Cristina.