He said, 'I look for butterflies
That sleep among the wheat:
I make them into mutton-pies,
And sell them in the street.'


Through the Looking-Glass (1872) ch. 8


He said, 'I look for butterflies That sleep among the wheat: I make them into mutton-pies, And sell them in the street.'

He said, 'I look for butterflies That sleep among the wheat: I make them into mutton-pies, And sell them in the street.'

He said, 'I look for butterflies That sleep among the wheat: I make them into mutton-pies, And sell them in the street.'

He said, 'I look for butterflies That sleep among the wheat: I make them into mutton-pies, And sell them in the street.'