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| The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea In a beautiful pea green boat, They took some honey, but never had money, Wrapped up in his old black coat. The Owl looked up to the stars above, And sang to a small guitar, ‘O lovely girl! Who never knew love, What a beautiful girl you are, You are, You are! What a beautiful girl you are!’
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| Puss said to the Owl, ‘You promise me true? How charmingly sweet you sing! We’ll run away! If you promise me this: As my heart is a fierce fragile thing?’ They sailed away, for six years and a day, To the house where the forest grew thick. And there in a wood their haven stood. They lit a fire and watched the flames flick, Flames flick, Flames flick, They watched the flames flick.
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| ‘Dear Cat, are you willing to sell me your trust?’ My trust?’ said the Puss, ‘I will.’ So he took it away, lived for the day By the house that stood on the hill. They dined on things grown, from what they had sown, Which they ate with a borrowed spoon; And hand in hand, on the edge of the land, They danced by the light of the moon, The moon, The moon, They danced by the light of the moon.
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