The Owl and the Pussycat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
"O lovely Pussy! O Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are, you are, you are,
What a beautiful Pussy you are."
Pussy said to the Owl "You elegant fowl,
How charmingly sweet you sing.
O let us be married, too long we have tarried;
But what shall we do for a ring?"
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-tree grows,
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
With a ring at the end of his nose, his nose, his nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.
"Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling your ring?"
Said the Piggy, "I will"
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon.
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand.
They danced by the light of the moon, the moon, the moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.
This print is a reproduction of one of my acrylic paintings.
Remember colours on all monitors are different so there might be a slight variation on yours. I find on my moniter that the pictures on etsy come up slightly darker than the originals.
The image measures 8 inches X 6.5 inches on a standard letter sized paper, 8.5" x 11.5" (21.6cm x 27.9cm). It is printed by an Epson 1800 printer using archival inks on Epson heavyweight matte paper, 44 lb /9 mil. The image is centered leaving a white border for framing.
On the right is an example of how my prints look framed.
I will sign it on the front.
It will be packaged in a cellophane sleeve and I package with care in a flat envelope. Mail is via Canada Post and generally they take about ten days or so to reach destinations in the United States.
If there is anything else you want to know please email me.
Purchase of artwork does not convey copyright of art, I retain all copyrights.
Thanks so much for popping by,