You’d think with a degree in English Literature and a second concentration in Journalism my tastes would be a little more complicated. You’d think that I’d post piss elegant quotes from great literary voices, like all my literary friends on facebook. But the truth is my tastes are simple. I don’t like pretense. And this is one of my favorites.
The Owl and the Pussycat, by Edward Lear
The Owl and the Pussy-Cat went to sea In a beautiful pea-green boat:They took some honey, and plenty of moneyWrapped 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!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,His nose,His nose,With a ring at the end of his nose.
“Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shillingYour ring?” Said the Piggy, “I will.”So they took it away, and were married next dayBy 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 sandThey danced by the light of the moon,The moon,The moon,They danced by the light of the moon.
About the Author:EDWARD LEAR – b1812 London, England–d.1888,Italy The twentieth child of Jeremiah Lear, a London stockbroker, and his wife Ann, Lear grew up to become a prolific writer as well as a talented artist of both landscapes and birds . Lear also gave drawing lessons to Queen Victoria of England. Lear was particularly enchanted with nonsense poetry, and devoted a number of his books to collections of such poems.