A FEW weeks ago, readers contributed odd verses that they had been told in childhood – many years ago – by their parents. Sylvia Abele of Marsh adds a couple more.
“They are just silly verses that my father used to laugh at,” she says.
Anybody remember this one?
Little Willy, in the bluest of sashes, fell in the fire and was burn to ashes.
Bye and bye, it grew quite chilly, as no one wanted to poke poor Willy.
Or how about:
“Get up my son and shut the shutter,” a mother to her son did utter.
“The shutters shut,” the son did utter, “and I can't shut it any shutter.”
Yes, they are quite silly, just as Sylvia said, but times were simpler then and people tended to smile more easily.
