The Giraffe and the Pelly and Me

A dish of fish is my only wish!

How far are we from the sea?'

'We are a long way from the sea,' I called back to him, 'but there is a fishmonger in the village not far away.'

'A fish what?'

'A fishmonger.'

'Now what on earth would that be?' asked the Pelican. 'I have heard of a fish-pie and a fish-cake and a fish-finger, but I have never heard of a fishmonger. Are these mongers good to eat?'

This question baffled me a bit, so I said, 'Who is your friend in the next window?'

'She is the Giraffe!' the Pelican answered. 'Is she not wonderful? Her legs are on the ground floor and her head is looking out of the top window!'

As if all this wasn't enough, the window on the first floor was now flung wide open and out popped a Monkey!

The Monkey stood on the window-sill and did a jiggly little dance. He was so skinny he seemed to be made only out of furry bits of wire, but he danced wonderfully well, and I clapped and cheered and did a little dance myself in return.

'We are the Window-Cleaners!' sang out the Monkey.

'We will polish your glass

Till it's shining like brass

And it sparkles like sun on the sea!

We are quick and polite,

We will come day or night,

The Giraffe and the Pelly and me!

We're a fabulous crew,

We know just what to do,

And we never stop work to drink tea.

All your windows will glow

When we give them a go,

The Giraffe and the Pelly and me!

We

use water and soap

Plus some kindness and hope,

But we never use ladders, not we.

Who needs ladders at all

When you're thirty feet tall?

Not Giraffe, and not Pelly! Not me!'