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The Owl and the Pussycat Went to the Seaside

John values the use of humour and enjoys writing and reading limericks and jokes. He is a fan of Dr. Seuss, Edward Lear and Shel Silverstein

My improved drawing of The Owl and the Pussycat

My improved drawing of The Owl and the Pussycat

The Adventures Continue

Due to the "overwhelming" response to 'The Owl and the Pussycat Visit Paris' I just had to write another story to continue this loveable duo's adventures, and what better setting for a fun story than the seaside?

With the world the way it is at the moment and travel severely restricted, or not allowed at all in some places, this may offer a little light-hearted escapism and allow you to imagine being someplace you'd love to be.

I have a few suggestions of where they can travel to in future stories so it will be a surprise where they end up next. For now, though, I hope you enjoy this day at the seaside.


Image by Debi Brady from Pixabay

Image by Debi Brady from Pixabay

The Owl and the Pussy-Cat Went to the Seaside

The Owl and the Pussy-Cat went to the seaside

In a rocking and rattling old train.

They loved the sea breeze, that blew the palm trees,

And they knew they would come here again.

The train came to a stop, and off our friends hopped,

Then they went for a walk on the beach.

They bought two iced teas, that were sugar free

But had infusions of lemon and peach.

Lemon and peach,

Lemon and peach,

Had infusions of lemon and peach.

Image by Louise Dav from Pixabay

Image by Louise Dav from Pixabay


As they strolled along the waves lapped at their feet,

The water was soothing and cool.

Owl held Pussy’s hand, as they walked on the sand,

They saw fish swim past in a school.

They placed their towels down, and sat on the ground

And unpacked a picnic for two.

They shared cheese and grapes, and also canapes

While admiring the ocean so blue.

So blue,

So blue,

Admiring the ocean so blue.

Image by Louise Dav from Pixabay

Image by Louise Dav from Pixabay


When they finished their lunch the Owl helped Pussy up,

They ran to the water to swim.

Pussy was scared of waves, but she tried to be brave,

And the Owl said to just follow him.

They swam and they dived, gave each other high-fives,

Then raced back up onto dry land.

Once dried off and dressed, the Owl’s desire he confessed

To go listen to his favourite band.

Favourite band,

Favourite band,

Listen to his favorite band.

Image by Louise Dav from Pixabay

Image by Louise Dav from Pixabay


They arrived at the venue where the concert was held

And found a good spot at the front.

The band, “The Bird Cage” were up on the stage

Practising and setting up.

They waved to the Owl, in his board shorts and towel,

And asked him to come join the group.

The band were all birds, and the Owl knew the words.

To sing with the band was a coup.

A coup,

A coup,

To sing with the band was a coup.

Image by steven underhill from Pixabay

Image by steven underhill from Pixabay


The crowd clapped and cheered as “The Bird Cage” performed,

Pussy proud of her husband the Owl.

His voice was so sweet, and he sang to the beat

Of the drummer, a magnificent Fowl.

Pussy danced with the crowd, and sang along loud,

Then waved to the Owl and the band.

He pointed back too, saying, “This song’s for you,

The prettiest cat in the land.

In the land,

In the land,

The prettiest cat in the land.”


Image by Please Don't sell My Artwork AS IS from Pixabay

Image by Please Don't sell My Artwork AS IS from Pixabay

© 2020 John Hansen

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