…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 a King?

Off the top of my head vibe.

Something about …the king was in his castle counting out his money

The queen was in the parlour eating bread and honey

The maid was in the garden hanging out the clothes

And down came a blackbird to peck off her nose.

Shrug

Mad as Ophelia smoking Hamlet cigars ?