[OLD GRANNY CHANG]
KNOCKING, knocking, who's at the door?
Old Granny Chang, and nothing more.
Why don't you enter, granny, dear?
The dog will bite me, child, I fear.
What are you shaking there at your feet?
A string of garlic, good to eat.
What are you carrying under your arm?
An old fur cloak to keep me warm.