One misty, moisty, morning,When cloudy was the weather,There I met an old man,Clothed all in leather,Clothed all in leather,With a cap under his chin.How do you do?And how do you do?And how do you do again?
essays from a catholic writer
One misty, moisty, morning,When cloudy was the weather,There I met an old man,Clothed all in leather,Clothed all in leather,With a cap under his chin.How do you do?And how do you do?And how do you do again?