Sing a song of sixpence, 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 the king.
The king was in his counting house,
counting out his money;
The queen was in the parlour,
eating bread and honey.
The maid was in the garden,
hanging out the clothes,
When down came a blackbird
and pecked off her nose.
There was such a commotion,
that little Jenny wren
Flew down into the garden,
and put it back again.
It is said that this children´s nursery rhyme inspired Clarice Cliff to make the blackbird pie funnels.