Treasure Island

Susan Alldred Lugton

(1946 / Dunedin New Zealand)

Gobbledy gook and puddingham pie,


Gobbledy gook and puddingham pie,
Jumminy cricket and mud in your eye.
Jeepers creepers and golly gosh,
He kissed the girls and made them cry.

Good heavens above, and lordy lordy,
Up your kilt and farewell to jordy,
Mutton chops and gravy beef.
Shut up little children and eat you puddy.

Hells bells and absolutely,
Over the moon with cows completely.
Rock a bye baby in the tree top.
Jacks got me over a barrel so sweetly.

Enoughs enough and tiddly winks.
Cowboys and Indians and lots of high jinks.
Mary had lots of little lambs.
Come in from the meadows for forty winks

Submitted: Sunday, September 04, 2005

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