The Owl and the Pussycat

Earlier today my son was refusing to do something I had asked him to do.  Instead of the usual "you need to be obedient" explanations, I threatened to tie him to a chair and read him love poetry until he was ready to do it.  Who knew my boy could move so fast? A particularly repelling poem for him? One of my favorites- "The Owl and the Pussycat." Check out my homeschool blog for more ideas for celebrating this fun holiday.   

The Owl and the Pussycat

by Edward Lear

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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!' II 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. III '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.