63. THERE THERE was an old woman who rode on a broom, With a high gee ho, gee humble; With a bimble, bamble, bumble. They travell’d along till they came to the sky, With a high gee ho, gee humble; With a bimble, bamble, bumble. Says Tom, I can find nothing here to eat With a high gee ho, gee humble; So let us go back again, I entreat, With a bimble, bamble, bumble. The old woman would not go back so soon, With a high gee ho, gee humble; With a bimble, bamble, bumble. 54 Says Tom, I'll go back by myself to our house, With a high gee ho, gee humble; . With a bimble, bamble, bumble. But, says the old woman, how will you go? With a high gee ho, gee humble ; With a bimble, bamble, bumble. No, no, says Tom, I've a plan of my own, With a high gee ho, gee humble ; With a bimble, bamble, bumble. So now, if you happen to visit the sky, With a high gee ho, gee humble; And want to come back, you Tom's method may try, With a bimble, bamble, bumble. |