(Well of course there’s plenty)

Say I say I

(Well of course there’s no sun

Nor a moon in the sky)

As we sail under starlight

And pass it all by

And cheery we twinkle

And boozy we sigh

(Well of course there’s a twinkle)

Is thy lullaby.


(Well of course there’s no moon)

As we move on the deep

And its face gives a snort

But remains asleep

(Well of course there’s a face)

And its face we keep

As windy we wander

And stilly we weep

And of course we wander

Under starlight steep.


And the owl sings us all asleep

As Pussycat paws at the face of the deep.


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