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David_Old_Jersey · 10-05-2010, 12:46

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.

Care: Not to scale

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.

Edward Lear - 1871

Hey, it's a plan

Springbok · 10-05-2010, 13:33

Did they have free French medical cover

anjou · 10-05-2010, 13:40

Not if they were retired Brits.

Alan Brown · 10-05-2010, 13:40

When daylight came the two realized their shame,
That a cat and a fowl can't be wed
Though their friends all lamented, the verdict was entered
So the cat ate the fowl, 'cept the head
The head
The head
So the cat ate the fowl 'cept the head

Burma Shave

Pelagic · 10-05-2010, 13:41

Wise David....very Wise..... except it's a shame about the head

cantxsailor · 10-05-2010, 13:49

Hey Dave, Thanks for that poem. My Granny used to recite that and one about a dog(Toby?) that digs up the flowers and many more my tired old brain can almost recall. She could recite large parts of the Ancient Mariner and one about a captain who ties his daughter to the mast in a storm. She passed away many years ago but I can hear her sweet old voice(Yorkshire accent ) as clear as a bell reciting that poem to me at bed time when I was a very small child.

Thanks for the memory..........m

Mambo · 10-05-2010, 14:24

That is great! Thanks.

slomotion · 10-05-2010, 15:22

Excellent!!!

I believe Winkin', Blinkin', and Nod were also thrifty sailors. Whether she recited it or not, cantxsailor's Granny must have known this one too:

Winkin', Blinkin', and Nod, one night sailed off in a wooden shoe;
Sailed off on a river of crystal light into a sea of dew.
"Where are you going and what do you wish?" the old moon asked the three.
"We've come to fish for the herring fish that live in this beautiful sea.
Nets of silver and gold have we," said Winkin', Blinkin', and Nod.

The old moon laughed and sang a song as they rocked in the wooden shoe.
And the wind that sped them all night long ruffled the waves of dew.
Now the little stars are the herring fish that live in that beautiful sea;
"Cast your nets wherever you wish never afraid are we!"
So cried the stars to the fishermen three - Winkin', and Blinkin', and Nod.

So all night long their nets they threw to the stars in the twinkling foam.
'Til down from the skies came the wooden shoe bringing the fisherman home.
'Twas all so pretty a sail it seemed as if it could not be.
Some folks say 'twas a dream they dreamed of sailing that misty sea.
But I shall name you the fisherman three - Winkin', Blinkin', and Nod.

Now Winkin' and Blinkin' are two little eyes and Nod is a little head.
And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies is a wee one's trundle bed.
So close your eyes while mother sings of the wonderful sights that be.
And you shall see those beautiful things as you sail on the misty sea,
Where the old shoe rocked the fishermen three - Winkin', Blinkin', and Nod.

Eugene Field, 1889