Wanton Seed
(llewtraH)
As I walked out one spring morning fair,
To view the fields and take the air,
There I heard a pretty girl making her complain
And all she wanted was the chiefest grain.
I said to her," My pretty maid,
Come tell me what you stand in need."
"Oh yes, kind sir, you can do the deed,
For to sow my meadow with the wanton seed.
Then I sowed high and I sowed low,
 And under the bush the seed did grow.
It sprang up so accidentally without any weed,
 And she always remembered the wanton seed.