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Folly Roger

a cutter came a crawling
in from a sailing day
and this heavy bark a bawling
up the fine palatial bay

a laddy sees a lady
as she jumps down from the stay
she were hollering and a hooting
she were a sight to see

Her voice could tame a tomcat
and her back a tigger too,
for she cut a fine figure
which struck the boys to blue

Yet this lad would not digress her,
though the boys were thick as fleas
he pressed in to embrace her,
but she only wants to tease

that boy's heart was all broken
for he knew her affections gone
from that moment chose to jump off
as his hope was folly done

 

 

 

© Brian Hodgkinson Jr. (aka) –Limericist 2007/2021

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