A Nursery Rhyme (Sort Of) Poem by George Hunter
A Nursery Rhyme (Sort Of)
George the porge
Cookies and creme
Hugged the girls
Until they’d scream
And when the guys
Came out to play,
Georgie chased them
All away.
Said, ‘These are mine
For all the day,
Find your own
If you want to stay.’
So all went well
The livelong day
As we rollicked
And frolicked
In the hay!
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5/4/2024 8:48:15 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Georgie Porgie Must have been Truly handsome And very bad! [Who was the one referred to in the Original Rhyme - I know of a Henry VIII but, whether he was handsome is another question altogether! Kindly enlighten me please] Angel