bare yellow bulb, vol 2 5 nov 2012
hey -
don't be crying.
all of the flapjacks are gone.
you can't have another.
ask your sister and your brother -
all of the flapjacks are gone.
hey -
don't be crying.
all of the bangers are gone.
you can't have another.
ask your sister and your brother -
all of the bangers are gone.
hush -
crying baby.
all of the breakfast are gone.
you can't have no more,
so just get off the floor.
all of the breakfast are gone.
hey -
don't be crying.
all of the milktoast are gone.
you can't have another.
ask your sister and your brother -
all of the milktoast are gone.
hey -
don't be crying.
all of the berries are gone.
you can't have another.
ask your sister and your brother -
all of the berries are gone.
hush -
crying baby.
all of the breakfast are gone.
you can't have no more,
so just get off the floor.
all of the breakfast are gone.
hey -
don't be crying.
all of the porridge are gone.
you can't have another.
ask your sister and your brother -
all of the porridge are gone.
hey -
don't be crying.
all of the rashers are gone.
you can't have another.
ask your sister and your brother -
all of the rashers are gone.
hush -
crying baby.
all of the breakfast are gone.
you can't have no more,
so just get off the floor.
all of the breakfast are gone.
posted by ace @ 19:21
7 comments
7 Comments:
What about the black pudding and the scrapple? Ain't no babies crying over THAT being gone.
re-reading this little ditty, i see that i sort of completely missed the dialect. wonder if i should re-write.
thoughts?
What kind of dialect enjoys both bangers and flapjacks? Please respond by re-writing.
'Prec.
By the way, is that the baby sprawled out on the floor under the girl's stool? If so, that child has a remarkably bulky head.
And disturbingly small feet and legs.
While I'm at it, Ma could stand to trim some lard off the old can.
yes. that is the baby.
ROSEMARY'S BABY.
p.s. bangers and flapjacks will sprawl a butt, don't you know.
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