Thinking, like……

I'm not feeling serious today, so here's a light hearted one. To be read in a very vaguely Cockney accent.

Thinking, like……

I was sat in the caff eating sausage and eggs

With chips and red ketchup and stuff,

A-wond'ring what our crazy world is about

And why all of our smooth comes with rough.

Like, why is the cap on the bottle before me

All gungey and bunged up with crud

When cleaning it wouldn't take more than a second?

It fair brings a heat to me blood!

And why did the chappy that served me just grunt

Instead of a cheery "Hello!"

Has his day been rotten as well as my own

And he's making damn sure that I know?

Is he really so gen'rous he thinks that I need

To partake of his misery too?

He can have some of mine if he feels so inclined

'cause I'm feeling a deep shade of blue!

It's valid when friends rally round to the cause

To make sure that you're feeling OK.

But inflicting on strangers is right out of line

And makes a right hash of your day.

Keep it to yourself, I wanted to tell him,

And leave me alone, if you please!

Your troubles are not a concern of my own -

So kindly keep serving your teas!

As I got up to leave, go back out in the rain

And sog on the slog to my gate,

The oik that had served me came up and said "Hey!

You look in a right two and eight! *

I hardly dared talk to you when you came in,

Your frown was a fright to behold!

I just have to say, though you've had a bad day,

Here's a smile to help keep out the cold."

 *Cockney rhyming slang for 'in a state'.


FIL 15/04/08