England, (active 1956-1967)
The Warthog
- The Jungle was giving a party
- A post hibernation ball
- The Ballroom was crowded with waltzing Gazelles, Gorillas and Zebras and all.
- But who is this animal almost in tears
- Pretending to powder her nose?
- A poor little Warthog who sits by herself
- In a pink satin dress with blue bows.
- Again she is no-body’s choice and she sings in a sad little voice:
- No one ever wants to court a Warthog
- Though a Warthog does her best
- I’ve spent a lot of money for a Warthog
- I am kiss-proofed and daintily dressed
- I’ve Lusterinsed my hair
- I’m perfumed here and there
- >My gums were tinted when I brushed my teeth
- I’m young and in my prime
- But a wallflower all the time
- ‘Cos I’m a Warthog
- Just a Warthog
- I’m a Warthog underneath
- Take your partners for a ladies Excuse me!
- Excited and radiant she runs on the floor
- To join the furor and fuss.
- She taps on each shoulder and says ‘Excuse me!’
- and each couple replies ‘Excuse us!’
- Then having no manners at all
- They sing as they dance round the hall:
- ‘No one ever wants to court a Warthog
- Though a Warthog does her best
- Her accessories are dazzling for a Warthog
- She is perfumed and daringly dressed
- We know her these and those are like Marilyn Monroe’s
- Her gown is just a scintillating sheath
- But she somehow fails to please
- ‘Cos everybody sees she’s a Warthog
- Just a Warthog
- She’s a Warthog underneath’
- Head hanging she wanders away from the floor
- This Warthog whom nobody loves
- Then stops in amazement
- For there at the door stands a gentleman Warthog impeccably dressed
- In the act of removing his gloves.
- His fine chiseled face seems to frown
- As he looks her first up then down
- ‘I fancy you must be a sort of Warthog
- Though for a Warthog you look a mess
- That makeup’s far to heavy for a Warthog
- You could have chosen a more suitable dress
- Did you have to dye your hair?
- If that’s perfume give me air!
- I strongly disapprove of scarlet teeth
- But let us take the floor
- ‘Cause I’m absolutely sure
- That you’re a Warthog
- Just a Warthog
- The sweetest little,
- Neatest little
- Dearest and completest little
- Warthog… underneath’.
.
The Wild Boar
- If you hear a loud ‘whoosh’
- In the African bush
- And an animal comes to the fore,
- Who is basically pig
- But more hairy and big
- You will know you have met with a Boar.
- You are glued to the spot;
- Will he kill you or not?
- No need to have fears about that.
- Now he’s made you stand fast,
- And you’re cornered at last,
- All he wants is a nice little chat.
- But don’t be misled;
- Soon you’ll wish you were dead,
- That instead he’d been after your gore,
- For Oh, Oh what a bore he is, what a thundering thumping bore!
- In monotonous grunts he will tell you of hunts
- Where for days he’d eluded the field,
- He will tell you his sow should be farrowing now
- And enlarge on her annual yield.
- He will say with an air, that for brushing the hair
- His bristle’s the elegant thing,
- And proudly confide they are after his hide
- For no less a man than a King.
- Then a joke he will try as you stifle a sigh
- And deny that you’ve heard it before,
- Thinking Oh, Oh what a bore he is, what a thundering thumping bore!
- As you laugh at his jokes (Ha ha ha ha ha ha)
- ‘I’m a popular bloke’, he will think.
- When you’re ready to burst,
- Then ‘Hello there!’ he’ll cry
- To each poor passer-by
- The ones that have not seen him first.
- For on sight of the beast they will run to the east,
- And the north and the west and the south,
- And long for the day when his head’s on a tray,
- With an lemon to stop up his mouth.
- They south as they run;
- ‘He’s an excellent son,
- An a wonderful fellow, We’re sure!’
- But Oh, Oh what a bore he is, what a thundering thumping,
- Down-in-the-dump-ing
- (Grunt grunt grunt grunt)
- Thumping bore!
.
About the Poet:
Flanders and Swann, England, (active 1956-1967) were a British comedy duo. Lyricist, actor and singer Michael Flanders (1922-1975) and composer and pianist Donald Swann (1923-1994) collaborated in writing and performing comic songs. They first worked together in a school revue in 1939 and eventually wrote more than 100 comic songs together.
Between 1956 and 1967, Flanders and Swann performed their songs, interspersed with comic monologues, in their long-running two-man revues At the Drop of a Hat and At the Drop of Another Hat, which they toured in Britain and abroad. Both revues were recorded in concert, and the duo also made several studio recordings. [from Wikipedia] [DES-09/19]
Additional information:
- The Warthog performed by Flanders and Swann
- The Wild Boar performed by Flanders and Swann