Friday, November 25, 2005

The Owl and the Pussycat

The Owl and the Pussy-Cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat:
They took some honey,
and plenty of money
Wrapped up in a five-pound note.

The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
"O lovely Pussy, O Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!"

Pussy said to the Owl, "You elegant fowl,
How charmingly sweet you sing!
Oh! let us be married;
too long we have tarried:
But what shall we do for a ring?"
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the bong-tree grows;
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood,
With a ring at the end of his nose,
His nose,
His nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.

"Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
Your ring?" Said the Piggy, "I will."
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;

And hand in hand on the edge of the sand
They danced by the light of the moon,
The moon,
The moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.

1871 - by Edward Lear


listener said...

This was the story my hubby's grandmother used to recite to him, holding him in her lap the whole while. It is the tenderest young childhood memory he has! This year, for Christmas, I am giving him THREE copies of the book: ill. by Jan Brett, ill. by Michael Hague (because it shows the pussicat in the owl's lap), and the 1953 version, which his grandmother would have been using.

Can you tell me who your illustrator here is?? XOXOXXX listener

puddle said...

Check your email ♥

My memories too, 'cept it was my Daddy. . . .