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,
“0 lovely Pussy, 0 Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy 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,
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,
They danced by the light of the moon.
This famous nonsense poem by Edward Lear was first published in 1871.
The story ALWAYS made sense to me.
I never knew that he was raised by someone other than his mother – but I should have felt a kinship with him had I known.
I loved the rolling flow of the poem.
I could taste the honey.
I could smell the money – Five pound was a lot in my childhood.
Oh, and how they loved, enough to sail across the water for a year and a day.
And I saw them – Owl and Pussy standing in the woods as they wed.
Some stories/poems never date.
This is one of them.
And now, if you please, I’d like you to meet a latter day Owl and Pussycat…
How they met…
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