English poem
Vii
by W. B. Rands
My man John To sea is gone All in a wicker cradle; The cradle creaks, The cradle leaks, But John has got a ladle.
Versos English W. B. Rands Vii
Versos English W. B. Rands Vii
English poem
by W. B. Rands
My man John To sea is gone All in a wicker cradle; The cradle creaks, The cradle leaks, But John has got a ladle.