Therefore it was decided to start upon their journey the next morning, and the Woodman sharpened his axe on a green grindstone and had all his joints properly oiled.
One day he said " come along to my garage, I want to show you something" . And he pulled out his dusty old rock tumbler, that was a motor and a...coffee can and a little, you know, band between them.
And these are the words of the miller's lay, As he watches the millstones grinding away: This the finest flour that money can buy, And it is for Alice's supper--hi! hi!