Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Update: The Owl and the Pussycat

The Owl and the Pussycat

The Owl and the Pussycat 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.

Camilla was a reluctant participant in this photo shoot yesterday, February 1st. She was sitting on my red table in the living room together with a small pottery
owl when I thought of the poem by Edward Lear. That's it. Short and sweet for February 2nd, and the rains are eroding our snow--today could get up to 50 degrees, which will prompt a walk around Lake Centennial. Something outdoors!
Kay Weeks
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Kaye said...

Wonderful, Kay!

"The runcible rhythm of ravenous raisins rolled through the rookery rambling and raving."
Harry Harrison

Anne said...

I love this poem. I have an art print based on it hanging in my house and my toddler likes to point to it and say "kitty. owl." Though it sounds like "ditty! ow."