Monday, 11th May, 2020
Ambling through the churchyard,
This morning, going home,
I sensed a nearby presence ...
I was not ... it seemed ... alone ...
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Turning, I saw nothing ...
Yet ...I knew something was there ...
I was being scrutinised ...
And soon became aware
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Of a cat upon a headstone,
In the dappled morning shade;
I slowly walked towards it ...
The cat seemed unafraid ...
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At which an old-time song returned!
Why? Don't really know.
But some of you will recognise it -
This is how it goes ...
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"I tort I taw a puddy tat,
A cweepin' up on me:
I did! I taw a paddy tat,
As plain as it could be!"
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From mystery in the churchyard,
Whilst walking home today,
To laughter at this daft old song
Once sung by Danny Kay.
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Back home, I googled 'Lyrics',
And soon could sing along
To this once-forgotten, now-remembered
Childhood cartoon song ...
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"I tort I taw a puddy tat,
A cweepin' up on me:
I did! I taw a paddy tat,
As plain as it could be!"
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Interesting how some songs become more embedded than others ....
