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When Good King Arthur Ruled His Land
When good King Arthur ruled his land
He was a goodly king.
He stole three pecks of barley meal
To make a bag-pudding.
A bag-pudding the king did make,
And stuff’d it well with plums,
And in it put great lumps of fat,
As big as my two thumbs.
The king and queen did eat thereof,
And noblemen beside;
And what they could not eat that night,
The queen next morning fried.
The Man In The Moon
The man in the moon
Came down too soon
To inquire the way to Norwich;
The man in the South
He burnt his mouth
With eating cold plum porridge.
The Man in the Wilderness
The man in the wilderness asked of me,
“How many strawberries grow in the salt sea?”
I answered him, as I thought good,
As many a ship as sails in the wood.
The man in the wilderness asked me why
His hen could swim and his pig could fly.
I answered him as I thought best,
“They were both born in a cuckoo’s nest.”
The man in the wilderness asked me to tell
All the sands in the sea and I counted them well.
He said he with a grin, “And not one more?”
I answered him, “Now you go make sure.”
Plum Pudding for Christmas
From the sweet book by Virgina Kahl
“All right,” said the King, “I guess I can come,
If you serve a pudding – and that pudding is plum.
Plums that are purple, plums in a clump,
So that each bumpy limp is a plum that is plump.”
“Oh, fine,” said the Dutchess. “He says he can come
If we serve a pudding – and that pudding is plum.
A plum pudding’s easy – it’s nothing to bake it,
So let’s start at once, and we’ll all help you make it.
