When Apples Grew Noses and White Horses Flew: Tales of Ti-Jean

When Apples Grew Noses and White Horses Flew: Tales of Ti-Jean — page 3
Ti-Jean and the Princess of Tomboso Cric crac Parli parlons parlo If you won’t listen Out you go L ÉTAIT UNE FOIS Which is to say There was once There was once a farmer That farmer had come to the New World from France in a ship with great white sails He was just like everyone else who had chosen to journey here He was searching for a better life He lived on a narrow strip of land running down to a river All of the farms in that part of the country were narrow strips All of them ran down to rivers so everyone could have a proper share of water and an easier way of getting about The work of the farm was hard It did not exactly bring the farmer the riches he had hoped for but he was content enough He had three sons and whenever they were worried about what the future might bring he always said