Simple SImon met a pieman…..

Simple Simon met a pieman,
Going to the fair;
Says Simple Simon to the pieman,
Let me taste your ware.
Says the pieman to Simple Simon,
Show me first your penny;
Says Simple Simon to the pieman,
Indeed I have not any.
Simple Simon went a-fishing,
For to catch a whale;
All the water he had got,
Was in his mother’s pail.
Simple Simon went to look
If plums grew on a thistle;
He pricked his fingers very much,
Which made poor Simon whistle.

Hubig’s pie company sues fire suppression company ~ Paul Purpura

One for sorrow,
Two for joy,
Three for a girl,
Four for a boy,
Five for silver,
Six for gold,
Seven for a secret,
Never to be told

The number of magpies one sees determines if one will have bad luck or not.

Hubig’s Pies sues fire suppression company ~ The Sun Herald

Sing a song of sixpence,
A pocket full of rye.
Four and twenty blackbirds,
Baked in a pie.
When the pie was opened,
The birds began to sing;
Wasn’t that a dainty dish,
To set before the king?
The king was in his counting house,
Counting out his money;
The queen was in the parlour,
Eating bread and honey.
The maid was in the garden,
Hanging out the clothes;
When down came a blackbird
And pecked off her nose.

2 thoughts on “Simple SImon met a pieman…..”

  1. Little Sad Simon sat in da’ corner wit a Jewish cracklin’ ass barrister wishin’ dat dey could soon dies,

    Cryin’ and singin’ da’ blues profusely over dem million wet,over fried Hubig’s pies,

    Den suddenly dey done started stirrin’ up ideas in dere’ greasy, canivin’ crusty minds and fixin’ fat homie receipes fo’ da’ judge to buy,

    Dem mediately done slipped dat liability lemon pie in da’ district oven and started partyin’ on high,

    But hear come dat Weigh Watchin’ judge who said neigh,

    To bakin’, cuttin’ and servin’ up dem doughy too hot,homeie meals,

    Den done hosed dem torters slippin’ and slidin’ out da’ back doe wit dere’ lard ass deals.

  2. Classic. Methinks the insurance company is about to get fried. I see that that lawyer is on the case, you know, the one who whipped Judy Borasso’s ass in the hurricane case for the good Dr. Weiss from Slidell. Rut roh.

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