Mephistopheles <no-fixed@address.net> wrote in
news:b8j8e29h9cf87qk6bdsmj8hslqo6eli0gf@4ax.com:
> On Thu, 17 Aug 2006 06:13:54 GMT, WingedMessenger <Boy@Flying.high>
> wrote:
>
>>As I used to sing it many decades ago.
>>This must be sung to the worship of copious slurpings of rough
>>scrumpy, a cornish pastie (Meat and Potato) dutifuly sliced open and
>>filled with fried onions and two thick sizzling hot sausages,
>
> And I still drink the Scrumpy & eat them pasties, cos you're now
> talking about my part of the world. I stop short of tha sausages,
> though. LOL
>
>>over which is poured
>>tomato ketchup (it was in the 50s anyway). Start to walk towards Guzz
>>dockyard gates with the accompanying slurpers, and in between bites,
>>sing with great gusto, thereby achieving 2 things. (1) The enjoyment
>>of filling ones face after a good night out and (2) giving ample
>>warning to the Security on Guzz dockyard gate that they are being
>>approached by a raucous band of oggie guzzling matelots partaking of a
>>national delicacy, the disturbance of which will not be tolerated by
>>those kindly old tars.
>>
>>Half a pound of Flour and Lard
>>Makes a lovely Oggie
>>Just enough for you and me
>>Cor bugger Janner
>>OH how happy us will be
>>When we gets to the West Country
>>Where the Oggies grow on trees
>>Cor bugger Janner.
>>
>>Jan being to things, the Christian name used in the Netherlands, or
>>the nickname given to Cornwall people.
>>
>>Mercury.
>>
> You better not get me on long past jingles, for I still fearfully
> remember my very, very first. Must have been just 5 years old, my
> first day at school, first day ever! And I proudly sang to my father &
> mother that childhood poem:-
>
> It's raining, it's pouring;
> The old man is snoring.
> Went his bed & bumped his head,
> And couldn't get up in the morning.
>
> Well, encouraged by the instant applause from parents & older
> siblings, I launched into my next piece, only learnt that very day.
>
> In all innocence, with no understanding whatsoever of the words,
> poor little Mephi chanted:-
>
> Pa & Ma sat on the lawn,
> Pa took out his hairy horn.
> Ma said to Pa: "Stick it in me.........
>
> And that's as far as I got...& I landed out in the garden with two
> swollen cauliflower ears & was sent to bed without any supper.
>
> I have never forgotten those first three lines, but have no
> recollection whatsoever of the 4th .....it was blitzkrieged from my
> memory bank in perpetuity. Now, if you know that 4th
> line............LOL!
>
> It was my first lesson in the treachery of the Outside World, & my
> first experience of the inequity of "Justice". Only 5 years old, & I
> already knew I had been wronged. And "Justice" hasn't changed much
> since, has it?
>
> Mephi
>
Well my version, as I clomped to school in my long shorts and clogs was:-
Here it comes but it dont come free.
Mercury.
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