Who Lives?

by | Feb 25, 2008 | Poetry | 0 comments

Who lives in the house on the hill?
Ragetty-Anne Mary
That’s who lives
in the house on the hill

Ragetty-Anne Mary was hairy and scary!
Even spiders were scared of Ragetty-Anne Mary

One bright morning as the alarm rang shrill
in the little house on the hill
Ragetty-Anne Mary jumped out of bed
with all her hair standing up on her head!

What shall I do today?
thought Ragetty- Anne Mary;
I know……………..
I’ll shop and I’ll mop
I’ll scrub and I’ll scrub
I’ll rub-a-dub-dub
I’ll polish and shine
and hang the washing on the line
Well………………..
She uttered and muttered and tutted and spluttered
as she swept the broom around the room
she polished and scrubbed and rub-a-dub-dubbed
in every nook in every cranny
in every corner behind the tele
where the spiders hid shaking like jelly!
‘You don’t have to run, you don’t have to hide
I’m not really scary I’m nice inside’

So now the house is spick and span
what about poor Ragetty-Anne?
Well the spiders hatched a secret plan……….

When all was still in the house on the hill
in quietly they crept as Ragetty slept……and
they spun and they weaved, they weaved and they spun
silver threads and golden webs

So in the morning when the alarm rang shrill
in the little house on the hill
Ragetty-Anne Mary jumped out of bed
looked in the mirror and said…………
Oh look at my hair! Look at the shine!
Look at my hair all ringlets and curls!

Now Ragetty-Anne Mary is no longer hairy
So Ragetty-Anne Mary is no longer scary!

Well now all you boys and girls

Who now lives in the house on the hill?
Airy-Fairy Mary!
That’s who now lives
in the house on the hill.

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