Patty the Milkmaid was going to market conveying her drain in a bucket on her head.
As she came, she started ascertaining what she would do with the cash she would get for the milk. I’ll purchase a few fowls from Farmer Brown,” said she, “and they will lay eggs every morning, which I will offer to the parson’s wife..
With the cash that I get from the offer of these eggs, I’ll purchase myself another dimity dress and a chip cap; and when I go to market, won’t all the young fellows come up and address me!
Polly Shaw will be so desirous; however I couldn’t care less. I might simply take a gander at her and hurl my head like this.” As she talked that, she hurled her head back and the bucket tumbled off it, and all the milk was spilt!
Moral: DO NOT COUNT YOUR CHICKENS BEFORE THEY ARE HATCHED.