The Owl and the Pussycat went to sea on 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 played to a small guitar,
Pussy, oh Pussy my love what a beautiful Pussy you are,
Oh Owl, said Pussy, you elegant fowl,how beautifully you do sing!
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 trees grow,
And there in the wood, a Piggywig stood, with a ring in the end of his nose!
Pig,if you're willing, will you sell for a shilling, the ring? said Piggy,I will!
So they sailed away, and were married next day, by the turkey who lived on the hill.
They dined on quinze and plenty of mince, Which they ate with a runcible spoon,
And there on the strand, on the edge of the sand,they danced by the light of the moon.