Cee

For she waltzed and she danced to amuse,
Till he felt he could never refuse
Anything she might chance to require.
‘T have heard,’ she remarked, ‘ noble giant!
That your body has grown so compliant,
It will change to what form you require.
I am governess down at the farm,
Where they nurse and keep children from harm
For the parish (those nobody own).
I attend them out walking of late,
And would show them your pleasant estate,
Where such beautiful flowers are grown.’
Then the Ogre’s eyes sparkled with bliss,
Such a chance, oh! he never must miss,
Of so many rich delicate meals.
And he thinks how he best can requite
His new friend for this source of delight,
For he truly some gratitude feels.
Then Pussy exclaims, ‘I have heard
You can change to a beast or a bird
In a moment, whenever you please.
That you name but the thing, take a sup
Or a draught from some savoury cup,
And quick! presto! there you are with ease.’
‘With the greatest of pleasure I'll show you,
For politeness a small debt I owe you,’
(And with this he cleared part of floor.)
‘A great beast you shall now set your eye on.’
He drank deep and was changed to a lion,
With a loud and a terrible roar.
Poor Pussy at first was much frightened,
But soon her sweet countenance brightened,
When a draught brought him round once again.