from the sublime, to the ridiculous. . .

for you there'll be no crying, for you the sun will be shining

'cause I feel that when I'm with you it's all right, I know it's right

and the songbirds keep singing like they know the score

and I love you I love you I love you like never before

to you I would give the world, to you I'd never be cold

'cause I feel that when I'm with you it's all right, I know it's right

and the songbirds keep singing like they know the score

and I love you I love you I love you, like never before like never before

 

EVA CASSIDY 

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The Owl and The Pussy-cat
 

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 Edward Lear