“ In one minute mix, and in two minutes bake it?" She ran to the cornfield—the corn had not grown, Though the sun in the blue sky all pleasantly shone. "Pretty sun," cried the maiden, "please make the corn grow." "Pretty maid," the sun answered, "I cannot do so." "Then grandmother's Johnny-cake—how shall I make it, In one minute mix, and in two minutes bake it?" Then Sarah looked round, and she saw what was wanted; The corn could not grow, for no corn had been planted. She asked of the farmer to sow her some grain, But the farmer he laughed till his sides ached again. "Ho! ho! ”
