A Book of Nursery Songs and Rhymes/Nursery Songs/XV. ONE MICHAELMAS MORN

by Sabine Baring-Gould

One Michaelmas morn I awoke in a fright,
And got up in the dawn, before it was light.
I sat myself down the world to admire,
And saw the black berries grow on the green brier.
Then when I walked further, I chanced to see
A cow and a pretty maid under a tree.
I stepped to the damsel, and to her said I,
'A penn-orth of milk, if you please—I am dry.
'Look yonder,' she said, 'the black cow with her tail
Has spilt all the milk and kicked over the pail.'