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Sandy Taw, Sandy Taw, doodlum doodlum doodlum daw.

posted 2003.05.04 at 21:41 by xeno

There was a man of double deed, who sowed his garden full of seed;
When the seed began to grow, 'twas like a garden full of snow;
When the snow began to melt, 'twas like a ship without a belt;
When the ship began to sail, 'twas like a bird without a tail;
When the bird began to fly, 'twas like an eagle in the sky;
When the sky began to roar, twas like a knock upon my door;
When the door began to crack, 'twas like a stick upon my back;
When my back began to smart, 'twas like a penknife in my heart;
And when my heart began to bleed, then I was dead and dead indeed.

Fife (1945)

As for time...

It is.