Now Harry the horse was fond of his food
but made a big mistake,
He ate one day from dawn to dusk
without a single break.
Turnip seeds with thistles and weeds
in a poppy and parsley sauce;
But all that was yummy churned up in his tummy
and made him a hiccupping horse!
Chorus:
Poor old Harry the hungry horse
was hiccupping all the day,
But eating apples and eating hay,
you pick up a hiccupping habit that way.
He tried a drink of water,
or holding his breath but then,
He had a quick munch of an apple for lunch
and the hiccupping started again!
Since Christmas was approaching,
he wrote to Santa Claus
And told him he’d hiccupped for nearly a month
without so much as a pause.
“If you’d like to bring me a present,
forget the apples and hay,
Just cure my horrible hiccups
and I’ll be happy on Christmas Day”
So Santa looked in his cupboard
and found a bottle of pills
It said ‘A cure for horsey hiccups
and other related ills’
“A perfect present for Harry”, he cried,
“There’s no denying that!
If he still has the hiccups on Christmas Day
I’ll eat my furry hat!”
When Christmas Eve came round that year
Santa came to the stable.
He left the pills for Harry the horse
then noticed on the table:
A Christmas cake, a bottle of milk
with pies and fruit and jelly;
He gobbled it down and started to frown
as something went wrong with his belly.
Final chorus:
Santa got the hiccups –
he was hiccupping all the night
But eating cake and drinking milk
you pick up a hiccupping habit alright!
He tried a drink of water,
or holding his breath but then,
He had a quick chew of a toffee or two
and the hiccupping started again!
Yes, he had a quick chew of a toffee or two
and the hiccupping started again!