English Rhyme. Robin the Bobbin, with belly so wide, Had eighty men’s dinners tucked safely inside; He bolted a heifer, a yearling he chewed, And found that a butcher was excellent food; He swallowed a chapel, a tower as well, The monk and the choir—as far as I tell! A heifer, a steer, And half an ox near, A church and its spire, The folk and the friar, But still he declared with a grumble and groan: "I’m starving and empty, just skin and just bone!"