Thursday, 16 August 2012

Bake a song of sixpence by Camilla Walker

            ‘Come on; there is sixpence for you: let’s have a song’
Sir Toby Belch, The Tempest.

(To be sung, very slightly off)

Sing a song of sixpence:
On your marks, get set, bake-bake!
Baked in a pie cake.

When the pie cake was opened,
The queen (of cakes) began to sing;
What a dainty dish to set
Before the baker king!

The king was in his secret teepee,
Comparing twelve rum babas;
The queen was in the marquee,
Also counting up the faux pas.

Sue was in the garden,
Salivating – her usual pose;
When down came the weight of Natasha’s cake,
Parodying itself: an anti-rose.

Wonky Jack required a doctor,
But none was present then;
Only Tasha’s pail of bain-marie
Could save his neck from being cut, again.

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