The Oyster Girl

A new nursery rhyme about the 18th Century, illustrating the poverty of the time, written in the style of the time.

The Oyster Girl

 

I’ve oysters aplenty,

Brought fresh from the sea;

Just tuppence for oysters,

Pray, buy some from me.

 

I’ve oysters so tasty;

Just shuck ‘em and eat;

Just tuppence’ll buy some;

Fresh oysters are sweet.

 

I’ve oysters all ready,

To take home to dine;

Just tuppence’ll buy you

These oysters of mine.

Author's Note

Initial reactions and constructive criticism welcome. This is meant to resemble a traditional nursery rhyme. Oysters were commonly sold by street vendors.