Harriett Yearsley
Thursday, January 19, 2012
As I was going to St. Ives, I met a man with seven wives?
...and every wife had seven sacks, and every sack had seven cats, and every cat had seven kittens. Kittens, cats, sacks, wives, how many were going to St. Ives?
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