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SHE SELLS SEASHELLS From the London Drury Lane Show "Dick Whittington & His Cat" (1908) (Harry Gifford (m) Terry Sullivan (l)) Wilkie Bard (London Stage Production) - 1908 I've just had a letter to say I'm engaged To appear in the pantomime; The part I've to play is the principle boy, So I'm in for a beautiful time. The panto's "Dick Whittington", I'm Dirty Dick, The fellow who once rode to York. The manager says I must get a good song, About which the public will talk. I've commissioned some authors tom write me a song; A very fine chorus they've sent me along! She sells seashells on the seashore, The shells she sells are seashells, I'm sure, For if she sells seashells on the seashore, Then I'm sure she sells seashore shells. The seashells she sells are a terrible sell; And the song is a "sell" also. The authors both say it will go very big, But I fear I an all that will go! I've suffered from lockjaw, and stickjaw as well, In trying this chorus to sing. It's making me lisp, but I shay to myshelf, "The shong's sure to go with a shwing". I'm dreaming of seashells when I am in bed, I only wish she would sell matches instead! She sells seashells on the seashore, The shells she shells are seashells, I'm sure, For if she sells seashells on the seashore, Then I'm sure she sells seashore shells. (Contributed by Peter Akers - January 2016)

    


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