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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! Oh 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 have we 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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