Who saw him die?
I, said the Fly,
With my little eye,
I saw him die.
This is the little Fly
Who saw Cock Robin die.
Who caught his blood?
I, said the Fish,
With my little dish,
I caught his blood.
This is the Fish,
That held the dish.
Who'll make his shroud?
I, said the Beetle,
With my thread and needle,
I'll make his shroud.
This is the Beetle,
With his thread and needle.
