Uncle Feedle

[Verse 1]
There was a man made all of rag
His name was Uncle Feedle
His coat it was a barley bag
All sewed up with a needle

[Verse 2]
His nose was rag, his toes were rag
His legs were Harris tweedle
His eyes were dots of cotton frocks
They called him Uncle Feedle

[Verse 3]
Old Uncle Feedle had no house
Dear little Uncle Feedle
He had no bed, he had no house
Poor little Uncle Feedle

[Verse 4]
Poor little Uncle, silly old Uncle
Hadn't got a bed so
He took a bag of cloth and rag
A roll of cotton threadle

[Verse 5]
Now first he sewed the kitchen wall
With cotton thread and needle
With stitches small, the windows tall
Were sewn by Uncle Feedle

[Verse 6]
The curtains lush were purple plush
And bombazine the mantle
A bottle of milk was watered silk
And calico the candle

[Verse 7]
Now Feedle's house was inside out
Clever old Uncle Feedle
The out was in, the in was out
It suited Uncle Feedle

[Verse 8]
One wall kitchen, one wall parlour
One wall was the bedroom
He laid his head on his quilted bed
Sleepy Uncle Feedle