The Pegasus Awards

Monster's Lullaby

Meg Davis

Pegasus Nominations

Year Category
1994 Best Children's Song
Meg Davis lives in Northern Michigan, and due to health issues is unable to travel. Her music is available through her website: www.megdavis.com. There's a mail link to her off the web page- stop in and drop her a line!

Monster's Lullabye

Copyright © by Meg Davis- All Rights Reserved
Leelanau Heritage Arts Publishing Co. / BMI
Lyrics posted by permission of the author

Oh, there's something in my garden
And it's been there for a week
I tried to feed it crackers
But that only made it squeek
I tried to wash its scaly head
But all it did was cry
So I think I'll put it back to bed
And sing it a lullabye
A monster's lullabye.

Nyah, nyah, your mother eats toads
May it grow a fine wart on the tip of your nose
Ding dong, the cat's in the well
So run and fetch another one. . .

Oh, there's something in my garden
And it has a lovely nose
It has three heads, a wind up body
And twenty pairs of toes
Oh, I'd call it Ken, or Martin
But it wouldn't understand
And although it smells a bit like trash
I think it is quite grand, yes, indeed
I think it is quite grand.

Nyah, nyah, your mother eats toads
May it grow a fine wart on the tip of your nose
Ding dong, the cat's in the well
So run and fetch another one. . .

Oh, there's something in my garden
And I tried to feed it toast
But it only smiled and tried to eat
My best leather coat
I hope my mother likes him
He seems so fresh and green
And I think my scary monster friend
Is very, very keen, yes, indeed
He's very, very keen.

Oh, there's something in my garden
And it's been there for a week
I tried to feed it crackers
But that only made it squeek
I tried to wash its scaly head
But all it did was cry
So I think I'll put it back to bed
And sing it a lullabye
A monster's lullabye.

Nyah, nyah, your mother eats toads
May it grow a fine wart on the tip of your nose
Ding dong, the cat's in the well
So run and fetch another one. . .

Matthew, Mark, Luke and John
Hold the horse 'till I get on
Hold it fast, and hold it sure
'Till I get across the misty moor

Last night, and the night before
A lemon and a pickle came knocking at my door
I went down to let them in
And they hit me with a rolling pin.

Roses are red, violets are blue
Carnations are sweet and so are you
And so are they that send you this
And when we meet we'll have a kiss.


 

 

 
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