The Tarts

The Queen of Hearts,

She made some tarts,

All on a summer's day;

 

 

The Knave of Hearts,

He stole the tarts,

And took them clean away.

 

 

The King of Hearts

Called for the tarts,

And beat the Knave full sore;

 

 

The Knave of Hearts

Brought back the tarts,

And vowed he'd steal no more.

 

 

 

Wait!

NO one stole my peach tart

and this queen and her king enjoyed every bite of it.

 

 

 

Happy Birthday to our son-in-law today!

 

~b