Merry Little Jean

"Merry Little Jean merrily went, a pot of milk on her head she carried to the town. When I sell that milk, she thought, I'll have enough to buy me some chicklets to feed and grow. I'll feed them corn and freshly cut nettles, and keep them close to the fire at night. When I sell the chickens ..."

Here is the beginning of a game of Merry Little Jean. It's up to you to carry on with the litany of acquisitions and sustained growth, following a few principles.

"Easy to pick, easy to play, and utterly funny. " - Unanimous Press

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