Childhood 2


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THE FOOTBALL MATCH - AR SALLS NEW BONNIT - THIS LITTLE PIGGY

EENY MEENY MINY MOE - BOBBY SHAFTOE - ONE FINE - SHORT RHYMES


Another Rhyme I learned from my dad.


THE FOOTBALL MATCH


A bottle of beer, a bottle of beer
A Woodbine and a match

A tupence apenny walking stick
To watch the football match.

Fatty passed to Thinny
Thinny passed it back

Fatty gave a flying kick
and knocked the goalie flat.

Singing

Where was the goalie
when the ball was in the net

Hanging round the goal post
with his britches round his neck.



Learned this one from my mam.


AR SALLS NEW BONNIT


Esta seen ar Salls new Bonnit

It’s a rippa an no mistak

It’s roases all rand

And a fethir hingin darn’t back

Ar Sall went t church last Sundi

All people did gawp an stare

Parson stood up and said

This is a place of worship

not a flower garden

That made ar Sall reight mad

Ar Sall stood up and said

Thy eads bald, nowt in it, nowt on it

would tha like a roas art a my new Bonnit.



Everyone must have had this done to them

THIS LITTLE PIGGY WENT TO MARKET

This little piggy went to market                             Wiggle the big toe

This little piggy stayed home                                Wiggle the long toe

This little piggy had jam and bread                       Wiggle the middle toe

This little piggy had none                                      Wiggle the ring toe

And this little piggy went weeee all the way home.
Wiggle the pinky toe and tickle bottom of foot.


Everyone knows this rhyme


EENY MEENY MINY MOE

Eeny, meeny, miny, moe,

Put the baby on the poe

When it’s done wipe it’s bum

Eeny, meeny, miny, moe.



Another golden oldie


BOBBY SHAFTOE

Bobby Shaftoes gone to sea, 

With silver buckles on his knee,

When he comes back he’ll marry me,

Bonny Bobby Shaftoe,

Bobby Shaftoes bright and fair,

Combing down his yellow hair,

He’s my love for ever more ,

Bonny Bobby Shaftoe.


This is a funny one


ONE FINE DAY IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT

One fine day in the middle of the night,

Two dead men got up to fight,

Back to back they faced each other,

Drew their swords and shot each other,

A deaf policeman heard the noise, 

And went and shot those two dead boys, 

If you don't believe this lie is true, 

Ask the blind man, he saw it too.


THREE SHORT RHYMES

Bob Sykes.

Jesse Brownfoot sells fish 

Three ape ence a dish 

Dont buy it , dont buy it

It stinks when you fry it!

Pauline Snowdon

Little bird flying high 

Dropped a message from the sky

Ah said farmer looking high

It,s a Good job pigs don't fly.

Michael Hooley

Billy Gill from Newton Hill

Never worked and never will.


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