Wednesday, August 12
⇨Fee-Fi-Fo-Fum
a bowl of green bean soup which i've just taken, reminds me of a childhood fairytale.
"Fee-Fi-Fo-Fum!
I smell the blood of an Englishman.
Be he 'live, or be he dead,
I'll grind his bones to make my bread."
I smell the blood of an Englishman.
Be he 'live, or be he dead,
I'll grind his bones to make my bread."
do you all still remember? yes. tt's the giant's lines fr the story: jack & the beanstalk. interesting.
| « older posts | newer posts » |