I’m a tiny tiny thing
Ever flying in the spring
Round and round a ringaring.
Long ago I was a king
Now I do this kind of thing
On the wing, on the wing!
Bing!
Pretty pretty pretty pretty
Pretty pretty petticoats.
I’m a tiny tiny thing
Ever flying in the spring
Round and round a ringaring.
Long ago I was a king
Now I do this kind of thing
On the wing, on the wing!
Bing!
Pretty pretty pretty pretty
Pretty pretty petticoats.
This Nursery Rhyme is from the point of view of a moth and this selection comes from James Joyce’s “Ulysses”.