The Walrus and the Carpenter

The sun was shining on the sea
Shining with all his might
He did his very best to make
The billows smooth and bright
And this was odd because it was
The middle of the night
The Walrus and the Carpenter
Were walking close at hand
The beach was wide
From side to side
But much too full of sand
Mr. Walrus!
Said the Carpenter
My brain begins to perk
We'll sweep this clear
In 'alf a year

If you don't mind the work
Work?!?
The time has come...
The Walrus said
To talk of other things
Of shoes and ships and sealing wax
Of cabbages and kings
And why the sea is boiling hot
And whether pigs have wings
Calloo-Callay
No work today!
We're cabbages and kings

Oh, uh, Oysters, come and walk with us

The day is warm and bright
A pleasant walk
A pleasant talk
Would be a sheer delight
Yes, should we get hungry on the way
We'll stop and, uh, have a bite
Ahem!
But Mother Oyster winked her eye

And sher heavy head
She knew too well this was no time
To leave her Oyster bed
The sea is nice,
Take my advice
And stay right here
Mum said
Yes, yes, of course, of course, but, uh, ha, ha!
The time has come, my little friends
To talk of other things
Of shoes and ships and sealing wax
Cabbages and kings
And why the sea is boiling hot
And whether pigs have wings, ha ha
Callo-Callay

Come, run away
With cabbages and kings!
Well, now, uh, let me see... Ah!
A loaf of bread is what we chiefly need!
Listen, how 'bout some pepper and salt and vinegar, eh?
Well, yes, yes, splendid idea, ha ha!
Very good, indeed
Now, if you're ready, Oysters, dear
We can begin the feed

Feed?!?

Oh, yes...
The time has come, my little friends
To talk of food and things
Of peppercorns and mustard seeds
And other seasonings!
We'll mix 'em all together
In a sauce that's fit for kings
Calloo-Callay
We'll eat today
Like cabbages and kings!

I, uh...

I, I weep for you. I (hic), oh, excuse me
I deeply sympathize
For I've enjoyed your company,
Oh, much more Than you realize

Little Oysters? Little Oysters?

But answer, there came none
And this was scarcely odd because
They'd been eaten
Every one!
Hm... Well, uh... Ha, ha. Ha, ha. Ha, ha. Ahem, uh... The time has come!
With cabbages and kings!
The End!



Credits
Writer(s): Bob Hilliard, Sammy Fain, Lewis Carroll
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