Hum Will Poem by Mill Field

Hum Will



Will, he was a soldier man,
Billy was a thief,
George he counted chickens
And Tom he kept some sheep;
Nancy, sewed on buttons
While Mary went to town,
And, as for pretty Liza Jane,
Perhaps 'twould make you frown.

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