The Owl and the Pussycat sailed through the air,
In a vintage green balloon.
They ate all their honey,
Spending far too much money;
Eating quince with a runcible spoon.
They floated down beside the sea
In the light of a daytime moon.
“Oh Pussy my love”
Said the Owl to the Cat,
“It’s a beach hut in place of a balloon for us”.
“A beach hut in place of a balloon”.
Replied the cat to the elegant fowl,
“As long as it’s pea green and fish can be seen,
We’ll dance there cheek by jowl.
Dance cheek by jowl”.
(A poor tribute to Edward Lears’ original nonsense rhyme. For the original rhyme and another painting of The Owl and the Pussycat see here.)