Maxioms by Horace Smith And James Smith
Midnight, yet not a nose
From Tower Hill to Piccadilly snored!
Midnight, yet not a nose
From Tower Hill to Piccadilly snored!
I saw them go; one horse was blind,
The tails of both hung down behind,
Their shoes read more
I saw them go; one horse was blind,
The tails of both hung down behind,
Their shoes were on their feet.
