Christmas song ding dong bell

Who put her in? Little Tommy Lin. Who pulled her out? Little Tommy Trout. What a naughty boy was that, To drown poor little Pussy cat, Who never did him any harm, But killed the mice in his father's barn. Notice the play on names Ding dong bell, pussy's in the well.

Many of us sing Christmas songs without giving a second thought to the lyrics. But for those who are paying attention, there are some pretty ancient terms mixed in with all of the Fa-La-La-La-La-ing. Judging by its use in other poems and songs of the era, it can also mean upset in the emotional sense. But in the s, the word was often used with one of its now-little-known meanings: to sing loudly and clearly. Matin refers to the morning prayers of the Anglican church. Although the definition of rime is actually a thin coating of ice, I suspect that it may just be an old, alternate spelling of rhyme. Gall means rancor or bitterness of spirit, but it also means bile.

It's included on a tape by "Joanie Bartel's Christmas Magic. I want a hippopotamus for Christmas I don't think Santa Claus will mind, do you? He won't have to use a dirty chimney flue Just bring him through the front door That's the easy thing to do. I can see me now on Christmas morning Creeping down the stairs Oh what joy, what surprise When I open up my eyes To see a hippo hero standing there. I want a hippopotamus for Christmas Only a hippopotamus will do No crocodiles, no rhinosaurus I only likes hippopotamuses [sic] And hippopotamuses [sic] like me, too. Mom says a hippo would eat me up, but then Teacher says a hippo is a vegetarian There's lots of room for him in our two-car garage I'd feed him there and wash him there and give him his massage. O Come, O Come, Emmanuel.