have you any wool, my friend?
just a handful to keep me warm?
my ragged clothes are freezing,
my petticoat is torn.
i know i'm in the wrong rhyme,
and i understand that's strange.
but the spider wouldn't leave me be,
i was running out of time.
you know, just last week it was,
mr.wolfie ate my friend.
snow white is gone and married,
my childhood is at an end.
everyone is changing,
even jack horner has left home.
the corner seems so empty without him.
plus, the dog has found his bone.
i figure it's time to grow up,
leave my sheep, grow old and gaunt.
but one more day in a fairy tale
is really all i want. |