Elizabeth I
Philosopher
I'm with the Pharaoh on this one. That's what we used to recite when I was a kid.
I assume some of us must have learnt the special Colonial Edition of the rhyme, but the main thing is that we're finally discussing something far more important than the claptrap that PeaceCrusader keeps cluttering the place up with.
This old man, he played One, he played knick-knack on my thumb...
OK, I'll give you "Three, four, knock at the door" (even if it doesn't scan as well as "shut the door"), but my copy of The Real Mother Goose said, "Seven, eight, lay them straight." I certainly hope you are not going to argue with Blanche Fisher Wright.
...and, as usual, the Pharaoh is correct about our finally having struck on a topic of some importance to the world.