One misty, moisty morning,
When cloudy was the weather,
I chanced to meet an old man
Clothed all in leather.
He began to compliment,
And I began to grin,
How do you do?
And how do you do?
And how do you do, again?
One Misty, Moisty Morning
March 17th, 2006 | Nursery Rhymes
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