At the little roo on the Hill,
The wind blows shrill,
The roo no one can dress;
At Stow in the Wold
The wind blows cold,
I know no more than this.

Hrmm.. yeah, that's how I remember that rhyme... I'm pretty sure I got it right.

A little sketchydoodle done for   rosiegooroo of Doc as a little roo~