There's no time to waste for the fun has begun
With the first gentle gleams of the soft morning sun.
We spring out of bed, my mistress and me,
She flings on some clothes, the first that we see.
Off to the kitchen we scamper and scurry;
Breakfast is gobbled right down in a hurry.
"Mummy, my Teddy and I will be playing
Outside in the garden," I hear Molly saying.
"We'll prob'ly be busy; I hope you don't mind.
There's pirates to battle and treasure to find."
"Blackbeard again!" I think with a chuckle.
"Oh where is my swash? Oh, where is my buckle?"
The morning flies past in the blink of an eye;
What adventures we shared in, my Molly and I.
What booty we plundered, what galleons we sank!
Though my fur's a bit wet - that's from walking the plank.
But the brigands were beaten - piratical bunch-
And we scuppered the lot just in time for our lunch!
But now it is tea-time, let's bring out the china;
There's two guests invited, just me and Jemima,
And Molly plays Mother, she's pouring the tea,
So there's one cup for dolly and two cups for me;
With mud-pies for afters, Jemima looks pained;
The one-eyed old biddy doesn't want to get stained.
The day's almost over, we trudge up the path,
And Mother is calling, "It's time for your bath!"
There's jam on my jacket and mud on my nose,
Would a teddy fit into the tub, do you s'pose?
Now into our 'jamas and ready for bed;
Is there time for one story for Molly and Ted?
We snuggle up tightly, the moon shines its beams
On Molly and Teddy, together in dreams.
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