The Old Lady In the Shoe
There was an old lady who lived in a shoe
She was sad and poor and feeling quite blue
So many children, the count was twenty and two
The cupboards were empty, they were really poor
Something needed to be done, the old lady swore
A sign ‘room for rent’ she put on the door
Three little pigs came, the room to rent
One look you could see, murder her intent
Now the freezer is full, no money she spent
The story she spread, the wolf was to blame
Now the poor old wolf has unwanted fame
All due to the old lady, what a terrible shame
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