I always thought having too many children acted as a contraceptive anyway, so it was self limiting. That's how you can tell it's a nursery rhyme. That, and the bit about living in a shoe. :)

land sakes, get that woman a television..;)

A shoe? Luxury! We used to live in a septic tank. Hi Doc...

Right. I had to get up at ten o'clock at night, half an hour before I went to bed, drink a cup of sulphuric acid, work twenty-nine hours a day down at the mill and pay the mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our mother and father would kill us and dance on our graves singing Halleluja. :-)

..you tell the youth today and they won't believe you...