Fee! Fie! Foe! Fum!
I smell the blood of an Englishman.
Be he 'live, or be he dead,
I'll grind his bones to make my bread.

Holy crap, that's pretty macabre.

nursery rhyme

"Childe Rowland to the Dark Tower came
His word was still 'Fie, fo, and fum--
I smell the blood of a British Man."

--Edgar as Tom O'Bedlam in King Lear

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