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0210
\nWhat a beautiful pussy<\/p>\n

The Owl And The Pussy-Cat <\/strong>
\nBy Edward Lear<\/p>\n

I
\nThe Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
\nIn a beautiful pea green boat,
\nThey took some honey, and plenty of money,
\nWrapped up in a five pound note.
\nThe Owl looked up to the stars above,
\nAnd sang to a small guitar,
\n‘O lovely Pussy! O Pussy my love,
\nWhat a beautiful Pussy you are,
\nYou are,
\nYou are!
\nWhat a beautiful Pussy you are!’<\/p>\n

II
\nPussy said to the Owl, ‘You elegant fowl!
\nHow charmingly sweet you sing!
\nO let us be married! too long we have tarried:
\nBut what shall we do for a ring?’
\nThey sailed away, for a year and a day,
\nTo the land where the Bong-tree grows
\nAnd there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
\nWith a ring at the end of his nose,
\nHis nose,
\nHis nose,
\nWith a ring at the end of his nose. <\/p>\n

III
\n‘Dear pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
\nYour ring?’Said the Piggy,’I will.’
\nSo they took it away, and were married next day
\nBy the Turkey who lives on the hill.
\nThey dined on mince, and slices of quince,
\nWhich they ate with a runcible spoon;
\nAnd hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
\nThey danced by the light of the moon,
\nThe moon,
\nThe moon,
\nThey danced by the light of the moon.<\/p>\n