  T hey say there is a country where snowstorms never fall, And sliding is a game they never knew: They never saw a lake Paved with ice that wouldn't break— I would rather stay in England, wouldn't you? They say there is a country where the bright sun never sets, But still continues shining all night through; And you needn't go to bed, For there's always light o'er head— That's a country I should like, wouldn't you? They say there is a country where the people all talk French— I can't imagine what they ever do! For who amid their chatter Could understand such patter? I should answer 'Speak in English,' wouldn't you? They say there is a country where the women cannot walk, And everything is made out of bamboo, And the people's eyes are wee, And they live on rice and tea— I should like to go and see them, wouldn't you? They say there is a country where the elephants are wild, And never even heard about our Zoo; And through the woods they roam Like gentlemen at home— I should like to go and see them, wouldn't you? F. W. H. |
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