“Yes,” said the shoemakers. “We will have it done by half-past two.”
Then the shoemakers worked and sang:
“Rap-a-tap, tap! Tick-a-tack, too!
This must be done by half-past two.”
Soon Bobby came back and said, “It is half-past two. Is my shoe mended?”
“I have passed it to my next-door neighbor,” answered the head shoemaker.
“Is my shoe mended?” asked Bobby of the next-door neighbor.
“My next-door neighbor has it,” was the answer.