Robert Graves

(1895 - 1985 / London / England)

A Song For Two Children


'Make a song, father, a new little song,
All for Jenny and Nancy.'
Balow lalow or Hey derry down,
Or else what might you fancy?

Is there any song sweet enough
For Nancy and for Jenny?
Said Simple Simon to the pieman,
'Indeed I know not any.'

'I've counted the miles to Babylon,
I've flown the earth like a bird,
I've ridden cock-horse to Banbury Cross,
But no such song have I heard.'

'Some speak of Alexander,
And some of Hercules,
But where are there any like Nancy and Jenny,
Where are there any like these?'

Submitted: Thursday, April 01, 2010

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  • Barbara Clafton (8/1/2013 6:33:00 PM)

    I liked this, as I often write little bits for my children, but also like to write in the same way as some of the old favourites. A clever way to bring both togehter- thank you for sharing x (Report) Reply

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