Monday, September 21, 2009

and they danced by the light of the moon.

I can't quite remember what did it (perhaps a lively discussion of Dave Eggers' Where The Wild Things Are at the Rosh Hashanah table?) but I woke up this morning with a need to reconnect with my favorite childhood storybooks. Period. And the first one I thought of? The Owl and The Pussycat by Edward Lear. This book reminds me of my mother. She used to read it to me when I was a child and her mom read it to her when she was growing up. I hadn't thought about this book in ages but I had a severe, severe need to read it. Off I went to Amazon and I am pleased to report my very own copy is in the mail today but since I had to read the lyrics this minute I went and found them on google and thought I'd post them here for you all to enjoy. I suppose I was a romantic fool from the very beginning. Ah, love. 


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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