Wherever Tuesday Blues
Little Jack Horner sat in a corner
Little Bo Peep by his side
They whistled a tune
From now until noon
And played with some spoons
That filled all the room
That made the sheep swoon
And kept The Old Dame stuck inside
Little Bo Peep has lost her sheep
Her sheep has lost its wool
The Phantom Shearer
Draws ever nearer
And Little Jack Horner cries, "Pull!"
Little Boy Blue come blow your horn
Into Little Bo Peep's ear
Come on, be an imp
She don't need no wimp
But she'll make you regret it come morn.
Envoi
If I've told you once, I've told you ten times,
That you should never let anything go
I learnt to speak English one evening in Nīmes
But forgot all my French, except the word "Beau"
| Contributors: | F, Beefy, Wilbur, Roland, Apsley, (trad), Dassn't Say, TG, Marco, Anon.. |
| Poem finished: | 10th March 2005 by Roland. |