‘You owe me three farthings,’ say the bells of St Martin’s,
‘When will you pay me?’ say the bells of Old Bailey
‘I can’t remember how it goes on after that. But anyway I remember it ends up, “Here comes a candle to light you to bed, here comes a chopper to chop off your head!”
Julia
1984 (George Orwell)
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