I met a young man of Harrow
Wheeling his wife in a wheelbarrow.
When I said, “you are cruel!”,
He called me a stupid old fool,
And threw at me a marrow!
I met a young man of Harrow
Wheeling his wife in a wheelbarrow.
When I said, “you are cruel!”,
He called me a stupid old fool,
And threw at me a marrow!
The old marrow in the barrow trick……….
Exactly so, Ivor. But I’m pleased to report that I drummed that young man of Harrow, and his wheelbarrow, out of Harrow and all the way to Jarrow!
Thank you Kevin, I’m in the pub and having a giggle 😊🌏😁
Glad I made you giggle, Ivor. The pub sounds good. In fact I’m off there now for a cooked breakfast (no alcohol as its to early in the day for anything stronger than coffee)!
Enjoy Kevin …
Thank you, Ivor. Its was a good english breakfast!
😂😂
I’m delighted you enjoyed my poem, Vivienne.
All the best, Kevin