General Chat

If a fellow met a fellow in a field of fiches would a fellow tell a fellow if a fellow itches

A flea met a fly in a flue.
Said the fly let us flee
Said the flea let us fly
So the flea and the the fly they flew

LaGooner, there is one in particular, written in both of my gran's autograph books, and my mum's, that I couldn't put on here - not so much rude - just plain racist (though not considered so, at the time) :-S

It's similar in rhythm to this autograph, from 1925

God made the little winkles
and isn't it a sin
to pick the little beggars out
ans eat them with a pin

One of many from late Mum in Law.Father in Laws were not polite enough for on here

Higher up the mountain
greener grows the grass
I saw a Nanny goat sitting on it's

Ask no questions. tell no lies
I saw a monkey doing up it's

Flies are a nuisance bugs are worse
this is the end of a Chinese verse

Another one - from a friend:

When a gangster got wed in Chicago last week
That he did the thing, well, it seems plain
For his bride's wedding dress was made of shot silk
While a pal of his held up her train


From grandad's landlady:

Who took me from my warm, warm cot
and set me on a cold cold pot
Whether I wanted to or not
My mother!


From 1943:

We came home singing all the way
Our songs of right good cheer
And that's the way we're going to sing
When final victory's here.

This one, written by my g grandmother in 1925 confused me:

In fir tar is,
In oak none is,
In mud eel is,
In clay none is.

I 'Googled' it - "when said quickly, appears to be in Latin. The joke may be traced back 500 years to a medical manuscript of Henry VI’s time"

It also has two extra lines at the end, online:

Goat eat ivy,
Mare eat oats.

Oh I remember that cabbage one Maggie so that's lived through a few decades :-)

From Hampshire Granny's book:
My love is like a cabbage
and that I cut in two
The leaves I give to others
The heart I give to you

(written by her future husband) :-)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ydLRz2dLCAI

Do boys dream about
Living in a constant ecstasy
Do boys dream about
The same kind of things
That young girls dream

What do the boys dream
What do the boys all dream of

Do boys dream about
Life in space and hallucination
Do boys dream about
The killing of a friend
The investigation

What do the boys dream
What do the boys all dream of

Do boys dream about
The great escape of the mythical monsters
Do boys dream about
The big romance
With the girl of their dreams

What do the boys dream
What do the boys all dream of

Do the boys dream about
The wonders of the world and all in colour
Do boys dream about
The big romance
With the girl of their dreams

What do the boys dream
What do the boys all dream of

J.A.

One I remember from an autograph book....

YYUR
YYUB
ICUR
YY4 me

:-D :-D :-D

I may dig out my granny's autograph book, tomorrow.

One that used to be entered a lot in books when I was younger...

22 was a racehorse
11 was 12
22 11 race
11 11 2

I still have my late Mum's autograph book in which there is a message from my Grandmother who died when my Mum was only 16, in 1937.

If you have a mother, treasure her with care,
For you won't feel the need of her
Till you see her vacant chair!

Sad that Mum, the baby of the family, didn't have her Mum for long. Luckily her 4 older sisters helped fill the gap.

I had an autograph book with many Norwich City footballers sgnatures, I was a fan when I'm my teens), friends from school and some band members but one time I was persuaded by door staff to leave my book after a performance at our Theatre Royal, to be signed by the group and I should collect on the Monday. I can't remember the group but I never saw my autograph book.

I can't think of any funnies right now, sorry.

Lizxx

:-D :-D

2 little <3 <3
2 little xx
next week later
Mr & Mrs

Florence in the hebrides

The rooks are alive
at the tops of the trees
they look llke a hive
of jolly black bees

They all sit together
and loud is their squawking
it must be the weather
thats sets them a talking...



Here lies the graves of 3 poor sinners
who died of eating our school dinners


As I looked up to a tree
a little bird dropped its luck on me
And as I gazed up to the sky
I gave thanks to god that cows can't fly!

A few little dittties from my school autograph book when I left.

Florence in the hebrides :-D

I can only at this moment remember the 'worthy' ones

the moving finger writes and having writ, moves on.

If at first you don't succeed etc

In your chain of friendship consider me a link.

:-D :-D Thanks

Found this amongst my granny's letters:

AFTER THE BALL

After the ball was over
She took out her glass eye
Put her false teeth in the water
Put up her bottle of dye
Stood her cork leg in the corner
Hung her wig up on the wall
And the rest that was left went to bye-bye
After the ball

Nice to see you to see you nice :-)