Make A Moo Or Two: One

I'll sing you twelve, Ho
Green grow the rushes, Ho!
What are your twelve, Ho?
Twelve for the twelve Apostles
Eleven for the eleven who went to heaven,
Ten for the ten commandments,
Nine for the nine bright shiners,
Eight for the April Rainers,
Seven for the seven stars in the sky,
Six for the six proud walkers,
Five for the symbols at your door,
Four for the Gospel makers,
Three, three, the rivals,
Two, two, the lily-white boys,
Clothèd all in green, Ho
One is one and all alone
And evermore shall be so.

Green Grow The Rushes Ho - traditional folk song

Congratulations to Make a Moo or Two who this week, celebrate their first birthday with a challenge to create a Moo (or two) around a theme of the number one. This brought to mind a song that I learnt in school. As a seven year old, I thoroughly enjoyed bouncing up and down whilst singing this song at the top of my voice, having not a clue of its meaning. Wikipedia throws a little light on the subject: the lyrics of the song are in many places extremely obscure, and present an unusual mixture of Christian catechesis, astronomical mnemonics, and what may very well be pagan cosmology.
On this occasion, I've made not one, or two, but a triptique Moo. The gentlemen in the middle is Sam Bennett who was known as the Ilmington Fiddler. Along with members of my own family, Sam was one of the Morris Dancing side in the village of Ilmington, Warwickshire in the late nineteenth and early twentieth century.