Your ring?" Said the Piggy, "I will."
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
Wrapped up in a five-pound note.
But what shall we do for a ring?"
They danced by the light of the moon.
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They took some honey, and plenty of money,
In a beautiful pea-green boat,
You are!
You are,
With a ring at the end of his nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
Pussy said to the Owl, "You elegant fowl!
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
O let us be married! too long we have tarried:
And sang to a small guitar,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
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The moon,
How charmingly sweet you sing!
So they took it away, and were married next day
To the land where the Bong-Tree grows
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
His nose,
His nose,
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
"Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
They danced by the light of the moon,
What a beautiful Pussy you are!"
The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
The moon,
"O lovely Pussy! O Pussy, my love,