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I had to read that every night for a year to my youngest - he was a creature of habit even when aged two - and woe betide me if I tried to hurry things along by missing a verse. For years afterwards I could recite the whole damn thing verbatim.
I managed always to keep a straight face while reading the lines -
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 What a beautiful Pussy you are.
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I had to read that every night for a year to my youngest - he was a creature of habit even when aged two - and woe betide me if I tried to hurry things along by missing a verse. For years afterwards I could recite the whole damn thing verbatim.
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
What a beautiful Pussy you are.