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"The Eagle" - off City Road, London This week I have been singing "Pop Goes The Weasel" to our darling baby granddaughter Margot. It is a song I have known all my life but when you pause for reflection, the lyrics seem rather odd - somewhat mysterious even. Here we go:- Half a pound of tuppenny rice, Half a pound of treacle. That’s the way the money goes, Pop goes the weasel. Up and down the City road, In and out the Eagle, That’s the way the money goes, Pop goes the weasel. Every night when I go out The monkey’s on the table. Take a stick and knock it off Pop goes the weasel. A penny for a ball of thread Another for a needle, That’s the way the money goes, Pop goes the weasel. All around the cobbler's bench The monkey chased the people; The donkey thought ’twas all in fun, Pop goes the weasel. The song has several American versions. It seems that there was a dance craze in the the 1850's that spanned The Atlantic and the only ...