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.