When good King Arthur ruled this land,

He was a goodly king;

He stole three pecks of barley-meal

To make a bag-pudding.


A bag-pudding the king did make,

And stuffed it well with plums;

And in it put great lumps of fat,

As big as my two thumbs.


The king and queen did eat thereof,

And noblemen beside;

And what they could not eat that night,

The queen next morning fried.