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Friday, May 25, 2012

Went to sea

 Inspired with the new " the Dwelling place" mini kit by crowabout studioB. I revisited my favorite poem

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.

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other images used from  Tumble fish studios, Tangie Baxier, Gypsy,Sdrum 
The owl and the pussy cat by Edward Lear

Thank you for letting me use them


Ivy said...

Beautiful! I just love how you used the images to illustrate the story. xo

Rhissanna said...

I love the Owl and the Pussy Cat. My American friends fall around laughing when I recite it, though. On the bright side, I finally learned what a runcible spoon is! It's a Spork!

Janet Ghio said...

One if my favorite poems! Love the artwork you have done!

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