Memoirs Of An Old Man. (The Laughing Version)

‘I rant until i tattle.’

An old man said to me.

With boulders brass in battle

For Country, Queen and sea.

 

Lest not aghast a fattie,

Good heavens or abode.

We cannot simper- EVER!

For mighty frog or toad.

 

My clumbus, brood and brattice

Have left and faded dim,

Yet i shall stay with Stumpy

For clopper, clop and Jim.

 

Discounting Morris Upskate,

A ginger by default.

He keeps us musing nicely

For peace and calm revolt.

 

Take up thy stripy cornflake

And all who sail within,

And use the little peabus

For losing, draw or win.

 

And with a hanson blackie,

We clubber what we sow,

Go barphing like a windmill,

For friends we do not know.

Reviews

[Samuel Dickens]

I'm not exactly sure what you said, but think it's great. Manufactured words or not, you tell quite a tale.

[DA-PoeT]

That's poetry right there!!!!... love the breakdown and how the old english
usage. Nice one keep it up Riley