Classic Poem

This is the knife with a handle of horn,
That killed the cock that crowed in the morn,
That wakened the priest all shaven and shorn,
That married the man all tatterd and torn
Unto the maiden all forlorn,
That milked the cow with a crumpled horn
That tossed the dog over the barn,
That worried the cat
That killed the rat
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.