18 March 2013

George's Marvellous Medicene


So give me a bug and a jumping flea,

Give me two snails and lizards three,

And a slimy squiggler from the sea,

And the poisonous sting of a

bumblebee,

And the juice from the fruit of the ju-jube

tree,

And the powdered bone of a

wombat’s knee.

And one hundred other things /as well

Each with a rather nasty smell.

I’ll stir them up, I’ll boil them long,

A mixture tough, a mixture strong.

And then, heigh-ho, and down it goes,

A nice big spoonful (hold your nose)

Just gulp it down and have no fear.

“How do you like it, Granny dear?”

Will she go pop? Will she explode?

Will she go flying down the road?

Will she go poof in a puff of smoke?

Start fizzing like a can of Coke?

Who knows? Not I. Let’s wait and

see.

(I’m glad it’s neither you nor me).

Oh Grandma, if you only knew

What I have got in store for you!”