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I had a little sock tree
I had a little sock tree
Nothing would it bear,
But some little red socks,
And what a scruffy pair.
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The queens of England’s son,
Came to visit me,
All because of
My little sock tree.
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When he saw my sock tree,
And the scruffy pair.
He staggered back, aghast,
At the colour, rare.
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He said, they are fine socks,
I must have them – I must,
How much do you want,
For the pair, he asked.
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I told him that my socks,
Are not for sale – are not,
He replied, I must have them,
I’ll pay a pretty bob.
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How much will you pay?
I asked, intrigued, a bit,
He said, I’ll pay ten thousand pounds,
Here they are, I said.
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OFF WITH HER HEAD
OFF WITH HER HEAD
(From Alice in Wonderland on Top of the World)
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Off with her head, I said, OFF, OFF, OFF!
Off with her head; put it on a block!
Swing your axe high executioner; find the true mark!
I said off with her head, now; make a start!
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Why do you want to punish her, so?
Said the King for Alice, standing below.
She is just a child; a mere wisp of a girl,
Searching for Rabbit’s house at the Top of the World.
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For a moment the Queen faltered, mulling her plan,
Then she roared, Are you mouse or a man?
Alice’s head it must fall or yours will be next!
Off with her head and don’t make a mess!
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Standing, there, listening, Alice thought she was done,
Waiting for the chopper with its final anon.
Then down from the sky an old man appeared,
Then he whisked her away; tucked under his beard!
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She won’t be chopping your head, he said with a smile,
Father Christmas, to the poor, startled child.
Let us up and away and follow our snouts,
To the Top of the World and the Rabbit’s fine house.
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Hissing her annoyance, the Queen voiced her thoughts,
Behead everyone, and then she went for a walk.
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Paint The Roses, Quickly, Quickly!
Paint The Roses, Quickly, Quickly!
Hurry – hurry!
The Queen is coming!
Paint the roses, quickly, quickly.
Hurry – HURRY!
I hear her creeping,
As ever faster my heart is beating!
Sorry – sorry!
We’ve failed our duty,
The Queen has seen us, sadly, badly!
Hurry – HURRY!
We must scamper,
Lest our heads with them she tampers!
HURRY – OH HURRY!
(There is no hurry),
Our heads were targeted; we’re lost; they’ve parted.
All is calm.
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