Maxioms by John Byrom
Bone and Skin, two millers thin,
Would starve us all, or near it;
But be it known read more
Bone and Skin, two millers thin,
Would starve us all, or near it;
But be it known to Skin and Bone
That Flesh and Blood can't bear it.
My hair is grey, but not with years.
My hair is grey, but not with years.
