In the fifties and sixties
When I was a lad
I had lots of mates
And what fun we all had
We didn’t have much
But we knew how to play
An old bat and ball
Kept us busy all day
Pop bottles for tuppence
The sweet shops took back
Swopping for chews
Like my favourite black jack
In time we made bikes
That would take us on trips
Jam butties and pop
Swigged by endless dry lips
Some say times were hard
But our lives weren’t bad
In the fifties and sixties
When I was a lad
© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem David. I remember the times very well, and wrote a similar one - 'Those were the days'