Paid a visit to the tailor's and ran up a bill...
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.
Monday, 16 November 2009
Tailors
Paid a visit to the tailor's and ran up a bill...
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.
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Sir, you look the picture of modern elegance!
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