A Tea Party With and For Mr. Nup
More tea, sir, more tea, I hold out my cup
My last finger out, I slurp it, politely though
To the much annoyed stares of Mr. Nup
And I laugh, cawing like a crow
His eyes bulge; the lady next to him faints
My laughing couldn’t be the cause of that?
And I look and say “Oh, saints!”
Slithering around a big fat rat
I get out of my chair noisily and fast
And everyone turns to see this vermin
Though to see the next thing, I am last
The rat is on Ethel Merman!
Oh dear, what a tea party
But I did laugh very hearty.
My last finger out, I slurp it, politely though
To the much annoyed stares of Mr. Nup
And I laugh, cawing like a crow
His eyes bulge; the lady next to him faints
My laughing couldn’t be the cause of that?
And I look and say “Oh, saints!”
Slithering around a big fat rat
I get out of my chair noisily and fast
And everyone turns to see this vermin
Though to see the next thing, I am last
The rat is on Ethel Merman!
Oh dear, what a tea party
But I did laugh very hearty.