A Friday dream on a Saturday told,
Is sure to come true ere it’s nine days old.
Under the furze is hunger and cold,
Under the broom is silver and gold.
Find odd-leafed ash, or even-leaved clover,
And you’ll see your true love before the day’s over.
Eat an apple going to bed,
Knock the doctor on the head.
King Grin,
Better than all medicin.