Reminds me of "Margery, Margery, make the tea..."

"Singeth the woodpecker merrily"
but only because i googled it! No idea who Margery was..
;-)

Canadian Folk Song by William Wilfred Campbell

The doors are shut,
The windows fast;
Outside the gust is driving past.
Outside the shivering ivy clings
While on the hob the kettle sings...
Margery, Margery make the tea...
Singeth the kettle merrily.

The streams are hushed up where they flowed,
The ponds are frozen along the road,
The cattle are housed in shed and byre,
While singeth the kettle on the fire..
Margery, Margery make the tea,
Singeth the kettle merrily.

The fisherman on the bay in his boat
Shivers and buttons up his coat
The traveller stops at the tavern door
And the kettle answers the chimney's roar
Margery, Margery make the tea,
Singeth the kettle merrily.

The firelight dances upon the wall,
Footsteps are heard in the outer hall;
A kiss and a welcome that fill the room,
And the kettle sings in the glimmer and gloom.
Margery, Margery make the tea!
Singeth the kettle merrily.

What a perfect winter poem, very evocative. Love it.

Me too! :-)

the only Margery I know is "see-saw, Margery door", and that's all of it that I know!