As round as a marble, as flat as a pan, a half a woman, and a full man?
As round as a marble, as deep as a cup, all the men in town, couldn't take it up?
Though black I am, I am well admired, men and horses, I have tired, gold and silver, I have made, here on the dung-heap, I am laid? Coal.
As I went up to Saint Ives, I met seven tinkers, who had seven wives, each wife had a cat, each cat had a kitten, how many went up to Saint Ives? One.
Its in, its out, its like a trout, its slipper, wet, and greasy? My tongue.
What is always walking with their heads downwards? The nails of your boots.
Its as green as grass, and grass it isn't,