Alice's Adventures in Wonderland Page #3

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Why? What did happen|to the oysters?

- Oh, you wouldn't be interested.|- Oh, but I am.

No, no, you're in|much too much of a hurry.

- Well, perhaps I could|spare a little time.|- You could?

Well!

"The Walrus|and the Carpenter."

Or "The Story of|the Curious Oysters."

The sun was shining on the sea|Shining with all its 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 half a year

If you don't mind the work

Work!

- Th-The time has come|- The walrus said

To talk of other things:|Of shoes and ships and sealing wax

And 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 out|and walk with us.

The day is warm and bright.

A pleasant walk,|a pleasant talk,

would be a sheer delight.

Yes, and should we|get hungry on the way,

we'll stop and, uh,|have a bite.

But Mother Oyster|winked her eye

And shook her 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, of cabbages and kings

And why the sea is boiling hot|and, uh, whether pigs have wings

Calloo, 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. Uh--

The time has come my little friends|to talk of food and things

Of peppercorns and mustard seed|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-- 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

Well, uh--

The time has come!

With cabbages

And kings

- The end.|- That was a very sad story.

Aye, and there's|a moral to it.

Oh, yes, a very good moral,|if you happen to be an oyster.

- Well, it's been a very nice visit--|- Another recitation.

- I'm sorry, but--|- Entitled "Father William."

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