Matilda Mother - Alternative Version

There was a boy whose name was Jim

His friends, they were very good to him

They gave him tea, and cakes and jam

And slices of delicious ham

Oh Mother tell me more

Why'd'you have to leave me there

Hanging in my infant air, waiting

You only have to read the lines of

Scribbly black and everything shines

The chief defect of Henry King

Was chewing little bits of string

At last he swallowed some which tied

Itself in ugly knots inside

Wondering and dreaming

The words have different meanings

Yes they did

Finding she was left alone

Went tiptoe to the telephone, 999

Summoned the immediate aid

Of London's Noble Fire Brigade

For all the time spent in that room

The doll's house darkness old perfume

And fairy stories held me high

On clouds of sunlight floating by

Oh Mother tell me more

Tell me more