quarta-feira, 5 de dezembro de 2012

The Flying Christmas Pud.


Lulu had a brainwave - 
She'd make a Christmas pud,
A Christmas pud so tasty,
The best pud that she could.

But when she tried to cut it,
It took off with a zoom,
And circled round the kitchen
And flew out of the room.

Christmas pud! Christmas pud!
Stop that Christmas pud!
Lulu wants to eat it,
It looks so blooming good.
Oh, Christmas pud! Christmas pud!
Flying on the breeze,
Lulu wants her pudding back,
Stop that pudding, please!

Lulu chased her pudding
Outside into the street,
A policeman tried to catch it,
It knocked him off his feet.

It circled round the town hall
And headed out of town,
Across the fields and forest
And up the hills and down.

The last time it was spotted
It was flying out to sea,
A ship's captain reported it
As it flew with magesty.

Christmas pud! Christmas pud!
Stop that christmas pud!
Lulu wants to eat it,
It looks so blooming good,
Oh, Christmas pud! Christmas pud!
Flying on the breeze,
Lulu wants her pudding back,
Stop that pudding, please!

Richard Edwards
Chris Fisher.
Nonsense Christmas Rhymes.

* Let's have some Christmas fun!

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