The snow is white, the wind is cold--
The king has sent for my three-year-old.
Bring the pony and shoe him fast
With silver shoes that were made to last.
Bring the saddle trimmed with gold;
Put foot in stirrup, my three-year-old;
Jump in the saddle, away, away!
And hurry back by the break of day;
By break of day, through dale and down,
And bring me the news from Slumbertown.
Mary F. Butts
'Night' by Mary F. Butts pg 249 from 'Best Loved Nursery Rhymes And Songs'
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