Love and scandal are the best sweeteners of tea. —Henry Fielding

03 June 2004

Nonsense


Down at the English fair
One evening I was there
When I heard a showman shouting underneath the flair
I've got a loverly bunch of coconuts
There they are a standing in a row
Big ones, small ones, some as big as your head
Give 'em a twist, a flick of the wrist
That's what the showman said, oh
I've got a loverly bunch of coconuts
Every ball you throw will make me rich
There stands me wife
The idol of my life
Singing roll or bowl a ball a penny a pitch