Little Jack Little
There once was a man named Little Jack Little.
Who sure could play a mean little fiddle,
He played with big Bix Morgan,
Who pounded his upright organ,
While eating pancakes from the griddle.
Copyright © Andrew Battaglino | Year Posted 2021
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