Yeah, especially with some dried fruit like strawberries. Amazing combination.
Man, that looks tough. Il have to try that.
I was coming with new songs with Mary had a little lamb. (its a different tune)
Mary was a widow, she lived all alone
She had to raise her children, all on her own
Mary had no lambs, for she was very poor.
She had to sell them all, to Mr. Merrymore!
He couldn’t ask for wool, the boy down the lane,
Because that little boy had died in the War.
Mary’s closest friend, sold some hot cross buns
He said it was great, a whole lot of fun
But his pockets said, something different too,
His payment was a penny, for buns he gave out two
So his paycheck was pennies, and dust with them all
For how he would live, he sat under a wall
So when Mary died, her children were so sad
No more would mother, sing them all to bed
So they went out to the man selling the buns
They said to him, our Mother Mary was done
She was far in the ground, six feet below
Then the man cried, 'Twas first for him to know
He then said to them, I should tell you the truth
Your mother Mary, wasn’t a friend in sooth
She was more than that, until one day
I had to move, so very far away
Then many years later, I came back to town
She didn’t know, it was I who was around
She thought her husband was dead, father of her kin,
What I have done is a dreadful dreadful sin
You see, my dear children, I say to you all,
I am your father, your closest of all
Before I went away, I married to her
She had two sets of twins, that’s you I know for sure!
Wow that went dark, I came up with the last 4 paragraphs just now.