The Owl and the Pussycat went to sea,
In a beautiful catamaran
They took a stash of negotiable cash
Which they hid in a tunafish can
The Owl looked up to the stars above
And sang to a blues guitar,
O lovely Kathy O Kathy my love
What a very cool cat you are.
You are.
You are.
What a fabulous cat you are.
Pussy said to the Owl, "Your tender avowal
Of love is a wonderful thrill.
Let us be married before we are buried
Let's head for Jacksonville.
Said the Owl, "Key West would make a nice nest,
And Naples is full of flowers."
Said the elegant kitty, "A larger city
Is better for a marriage like ours."
Like ours.
Like ours.
Is better for a marriage like ours.
They sailed at once for a couple of months
To the land where the Jaguars play
And there on the beach stood a Pig who was preaching
To Tourists who'd gone astray.
The Pig was dressed in a Methodist vest
And a Presbyterian shawl
And in Baptist shoes he preached the news
That love is over all.
Over all.
Over all.
That love is over all.
Dear Pig is it possible to put down the gospel
And marry a Cat and a Bird?
Said the pig, for a dollar I'll put on a collar
And read you from God's Holy Word.
They dined on grits and eggs at the Ritz
Which they ate with a silver spoon
And hand in hand they walked on the sand
Of the beach they call Neptune.
Neptune
Neptune
Of the beach they call Neptune.
INST
They promised of course to share household chores
And their names they would hyphenate.
They reside in a tree and if children there be
They'll be raised in the Baptist faith.
They live on the shore by the breakers' roar,
An odd couple if you will,
But no more so than others I know
Who live in Jacksonville.
Sonville
Sonville.
Who live in Jacksonville.
© Garrison Keillor 2003