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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.
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 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
Jesse Brownfoot sells fish
Three ape ence a dish
Dont buy it , dont buy it
It stinks when you fry it!
Little bird flying high
Dropped a message from the sky
Ah said farmer looking high
It,s a Good job pigs don't fly.
Billy Gill from Newton Hill
Never worked and never will.