Author Anonymous As I went up the garden I found a little farthing; I gave it to my mother, To buy a little brother; My brother was a sailor, He sailed across the sea, And all the fish that he could catch Were one, two, three. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 3.5 (2 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments