Shel Silverstein - The Farmer and the Queen lyrics

"She's coming," the farmer said to the owl. "Oh, what shall I, what shall I do? Shall I bow when she comes? Shall I twiddle my thumbs?" The owl asked, "Who?" "The Queen, the Queen, the royal Queen— She'll pa** the farm today. Shall I salute?" he asked the horse. The horse said, "Nay." "Shall I give her a gift?" he asked the wren. "A lovely memento for her to keep? An egg or a peach or an ear of corn?" The wren said, "Cheap." "But should I curtsy or should I cheer? Oh, here's her carriage now. What should I do?" he asked the dog. The dog said, "Bow." And so he did, and so she pa**ed, Oh, tra lala lala, "She smiled, she did!" he told the sheep. The sheep said, "Bah."