Violet's art cakes were fake, some say <br />but Violet's boots were a hoot! <br />She'd bought them down in Carnaby Street <br />and they came right up to her knees! <br /> <br />Now what in the heck d'ya suspect <br />they came right up to her knees. <br />She wore them into town she did <br />she wore them to go into town <br /> <br />and when she got there <br />there was a fair and the <br />merry-go-round went round and round <br />the merry-go-round went round. <br /> <br />Violet was an artiste, a very merry artiste <br />and when she got merry on her daddy's sherry <br />the cakes she made were a feast they were <br />the cakes she made were a feast!<br /><br />Ruth Walters<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cakes-boots-and-merry-go-rounds/
