Monday's child is fair of face. And Tuesday's child is full of grace. Wednesday's child is full of woe. But Thursday's child has far to go. . Things look mighty black for Thursday's child. Troub
I have sinned dear father. Father I have sinned. Try and help me father. Won't you let me in? Liar. Nobody believes me liar. Why don't they leave me alone?. Sire I have stolen stolen many times.