A Glasgow love poem..
Posted: 02 Aug 2009, 10:47
One for he of the steel purse....
Slaggy Senga fell in love,
She planned to Marry Joe.
She was so happy 'bout it all,
She told her faither so.
Faither told her, Senga doll,
You'll have to find anither,
I'd just as soon yo' Ma don't know,
But Joe is yo' half brither.
So Senga put aside her Joe,
And planned to marry Wull,
But after telling Faither this
He said, "There's trouble still,"
"You can't marry Wull my doll,
And please don't tell yo' Mither,
But Will and Joe, and several mo',
I know is yo' half brither,
But Mither knew and said, "my doll,
Just do what makes yo' happy,
Marry Will or marry Joe,
You ain't no kin to Pappy."
Kinda' brings a tear to yer eye, don't it?
Graham
Slaggy Senga fell in love,
She planned to Marry Joe.
She was so happy 'bout it all,
She told her faither so.
Faither told her, Senga doll,
You'll have to find anither,
I'd just as soon yo' Ma don't know,
But Joe is yo' half brither.
So Senga put aside her Joe,
And planned to marry Wull,
But after telling Faither this
He said, "There's trouble still,"
"You can't marry Wull my doll,
And please don't tell yo' Mither,
But Will and Joe, and several mo',
I know is yo' half brither,
But Mither knew and said, "my doll,
Just do what makes yo' happy,
Marry Will or marry Joe,
You ain't no kin to Pappy."
Kinda' brings a tear to yer eye, don't it?
Graham
