On the bank of a river a gentleman sat,
Oh willow, titwillow, titwillow!
And he talked to a tit on a willow at that,
Singing 'Willow, titwillow, titwillow!'
I in fact am a swallow - the tree was an elm -
Not the uncommonest things in the realm -
But that's what you get with an ass at the helm
With his 'Willow, titwillow, titwillow!'
He claimed that I dived in the billowing wave
Singing 'Willow, titwillow, titwillow!'
With a sob and a sign to a suicide's grave
With 'Willow, titwillow, titwillow!'
From the top of the stream I was taking a fly,
And I certainly uttered a satisfied cry;
But the rest of the story is simply my eye!
It was swallow, elm, swallow, elm swallow!
PG
