One Misty Moisty Morning
Read 'One Misty Moisty Morning' by 'Mother Goose' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
One Misty Moisty Morning by Mother Goose
One misty moisty morning,
When cloudy was the weather,
I chanced to meet an old man,
Clothed all in leather.
He began to compliment
And I began to grin.
How do you do? And how do you do?
And how do you do again?
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