Poem of the Day - Part 4

 Old King Cole

Today's poem is a familiar nursery rhyme.

Old King Cole

Was a merry old soul

And a merry old soul was he;

He called for his pipe

And he called for his bowl

And he called for his fiddlers three. 

(And who wouldn't call for those three fiddlers?  First fiddler is Chris Marchant, violinist with the Well Strung Quartet.  Second fiddler is Saul Harris.  We don't know the third fiddler, but he apparently finds his music very exciting.)