A yellow-belly proud to be
Its Lincolnshire I’m from you see
There many a thousand just like me
Where Lincoln Imps smile happily
Years gone by they tried to change her
Our borders they did rearrange her
But Humberside just sounded stranger
A lost identity the danger
Up in arms the votes were cast
This Humberside must never last
We pinned our colours to the mast
Return the Bellies from the past
Once again the public tried
Change back our borders can’t abide
The imps don’t like your Humberside
When Lincolnshire returned they cried
At last we made the councils see
It’s Lincolnshire we want to be
For Yellow-Bellies just like me
Where we can all live happily
© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes
I see your point. but iity us in warrington we've been cheshire lancashire and back to cheshire! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Good stuff David. Officially, I live in 'Greater Manchester', and hate the term. 'They' only change borders etc for political reasons, and couldn't care less about the people. It makes me mad!
A fabulous jaunty flow poem on d country's political scenario! Enjoyd it much. Do read mine too.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
....very nice...great rhythm ★