“Sing a Song o’ sixpence a pocket full of rye,
Four and twenty Dollies baked in a pie,
When the pie was opened the Dolls began to sing,
Wasn’t that an odd dish to set before the King?”
You have heard of many kinds of pie, but did you ever hear of a Doll pie?
No one ever did, I am sure, and no one knew the pie was full of dolls; everybody supposed it was just a plain mince pie; the kind that makes your eyes twinkle, and makes you smack your lips when you sniff it baking.
I have always thought it was the kind Jack Horner had when he sat in the corner and pulled out a plum, but never did I dream that he might have pulled out a doll!
I found it out in such an extremely funny and unexpected way that I must tell you all about it.
It was Christmas Eve. Jack’s father was away but coming home on the morrow in time for all the Christmas doings.