Author Unknown
The monkey married the baboon’s sister,
Smacked his lips and then he kissed her;
He kissed her so hard he raised a blister,
And she set up a yell.
The bridesmaid stuck on some court plaster,
It stuck so fast, it couldn’t stick faster;
Surely, ’twas a sad diaster,
But it soon got well.
What do you think the bride was dressed in?
White gauze vail and a green glass breastpin,
Red kid shoes, she was quite interesting,
She was quite the belle.
The bridegroom – swelled with a blue shirt collar,
Black silk stock that cost a dollar,
Large false whiskers, the fashion to follow,
He cut a monstrous swell.
What do you think they had for supper?
Black eyed peas and bread and butter,
Ducks in the duckhouse all in a flutter,
Pickled oysters, too.
Chestnuts raw and boiled and roasted,
Apples sliced and onions toasted,
Music in the corner posted,
Waiting for the cue.
What do you think was the tune they danced to?
“The Drunken Sailor” sometimes “Jim Crow”;
Tails in the way and some got pinched, too
‘Cause they were too long.
What do you think they had for a fiddle?
An old banjo with a hole in the middle,
A tambourine made out of a riddle,
And that’s the end of my song.
