Oh pussy, oh pussy my love

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.


Den här dikten, "The Owl and the Pussycat", skrevs av Edward Lear (1812-1888). Jag tycker den är väldigt gullig på nåt vis. Det beror väl delvis på att det var en av Minnas favoriter. Förr i tiden var jag väldigt inne på att läsa dikter, och jag skrev även en del egna av tveksam kvalitet. Jag har i princip helt slutat med det, all min kreativitet har självdött sen jag började på universitet. Jag gör precis vad jag måste, oftast inte ens det. Det är för jävla tråkigt men jag hoppas att jag blir antagen till sommarkursen i kreativt skrivande så kanske jag kan ändra på den saken. Oh pussy, oh pussy my love, what a beautiful pussy you are!