She Sells Sea Shells By The Sea Shore

SHE SELLS SEA SHELLS BY THE SEA SHORE

In the Indian Kingdom, the King's big blue wigwam

Did him just fine as a home

But his quiet life was shattered - the Queen had him battered!

She wanted a castle of stone!

"We don't have enough stone" said the King with a groan

Peering at her through black eyes

"And it's much cheaper rent if we live in a tent

So to move - is that really so wise?"

But they packed up their things (Queens have always ruled kings)

And set off to find castle rocks

Had to fight their way north, reached the wide Firth of Forth

And then paddled across in their socks.

The Queen let out a yell - she'd stood on a sharp shell

But it looked nice. She cried "Bring me more"

And by 5 past 11, she'd sold 47

She was selling sea shells by the score!

The sea shells that she'd sell had a strange fishy smell

But that only made them appear fresher

Even three free fruit flies who were buzzing on by

Were attracted to piles of shell treasure.

The sea shore shells store had a damp sandy floor

And a bolt and a lock and a key

With the polis from Leith (and a dog with sharp teeth)

To guard the store (and the money).

After 6 months of selling sea shells (and some herring)

The King counted up all his cash

Cried "We've sold enough shells, let's buy some hotels

But first let's all have a quick wash.

And so it came to pass, that the Queen (she's some lass!)

Was able to buy a stone castle

The King was quite pleased, as the gates were well greased

And would swing shut with no squeak or rattle.

So if you get a job that is bad, makes you sob

Remember the Queen and her castle

For it's all up to you, and the things that you do

You can make your life happy - no hassle!