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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!
O 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.
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