A Hop, Skip, And A Jump - Poem

A Hop, Skip, And A Jump

Poem : "A Hop, Skip, And A Jump"

The miller he grinds his corn, his corn;
The miller he grinds his corn, his corn;
And little Boy Blue comes
winding his horn,
With a hop, skip, and a jump.

The carter he whistles aside his team
The carter he whistles aside his team
And Dolly comes tripping with
nice clotted cream,
With a hop, skip, and a jump.

The damsels are churning for curds and whey;
The damsels are churning for curds and whey;
The lads in the fields are making the hay;
With a hop, skip, and a jump.

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