Song parody of
Yoke Yellow Legged
by Marry Waterson & Oliver Knight
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One buddleia day in the morning's prime
saw b***erflies four sorts and kind
A feline in stripes took to the air
and for all his balletic Nureyev flair
a Peacock Blue landed upon my hair
placed like a precious, like a precious Ribbon
First the Blackbird and then the Pigeon
in turns sang solo through the leaves
stowed on branches in between
stowed on branches in between
Joining the chorus announcing an egg
a yoke yellow legged Rhode Island Red
Joining the chorus announcing an egg
a yoke yellow legged Rhode Island Red
And beaded cobwebs on lollypop trees
hid lengthening chains spun out on the breeze
The sea-fret that threatened to creep to my feet
it do-si-do'd in sideways retreat
as the wind stole in and took the sweat from my skin
To the last syllable of recorded time
by clockwork this hour is mine
Had I not stepped short would none of this be?
Forever this hour belongs to me
Forever this hour belongs to me
Joining the chorus announcing an egg
a yoke yellow legged Rhode Island Red
Joining the chorus announcing an egg
a yoke yellow legged Rhode Island Red
One buddleia day in the morning's prime
saw b***erflies four sorts and kind
A feline in stripes took to the air
and for all his balletic Nureyev flair
a Peacock Blue landed upon my hair
placed like a precious, like a precious Ribbon
First the Blackbird and then the Pigeon
in turns sang solo through the leaves
stowed on branches in between
stowed on branches in between
Joining the chorus announcing an egg
a yoke yellow legged Rhode Island Red
Joining the chorus announcing an egg
a yoke yellow legged Rhode Island Red
And beaded cobwebs on lollypop trees
hid lengthening chains spun out on the breeze
The sea-fret that threatened to creep to my feet
it do-si-do'd in sideways retreat
as the wind stole in and took the sweat from my skin
To the last syllable of recorded time
by clockwork this hour is mine
Had I not stepped short would none of this be?
Forever this hour belongs to me
Forever this hour belongs to me
Joining the chorus announcing an egg
a yoke yellow legged Rhode Island Red
Joining the chorus announcing an egg
a yoke yellow legged Rhode Island Red
