FolkAs I was going to St. Ives, I met a man with seven wives, Each wife had seven sacks, Each sack had seven cats, Each cat had seven kits: Kits, cats, sacks, and wives, How many were there going to St. Ives? Tags: RiddleNursery RhymeMathematical poemEnglish folk song for childrenRhymed StanzaNumbersEnglish poems for kids