COCKNEY RHYME

COCKNEY RHYME

If you fall down

The apple and pears,

You may end up brown bread.

Though you may only ruffle,

Your Barnet fair,

And bruise your

Orchestra stalls instead.

My old China plate,

Steak and kidney,

Will get to do bird for life.

He got Brahms and Liszt,

Out having a ruby

And ended up murdering

The old trouble and strife.

Phil Hall  April 2013