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5-19-04
Graphic by Billie

River Gambol

Come in and take a chance on us,
We’ve got a ride, forget the bus.
We’ll have some fun now in this place,
Hey, look downriver, it’s a race!

This is a jolly, happy time,
Let’s celebrate it with a rhyme.
Jack and Jill once took a ride,
But they got home by eventide!

NicknamedBob . . . May 17, 2004
© 2004

[.cnI redruM]

Here's something that would cheer up anyone. Even in the 16th Century, the Brits knew how to party.

William Stevenson. 1530?–1575

49. Jolly Good Ale and Old

I CANNOT eat but little meat,
My stomach is not good;
But sure I think that I can drink
With him that wears a hood.
Though I go bare, take ye no care, 5
I nothing am a-cold;
I stuff my skin so full within
Of jolly good ale and old.
Back and side go bare, go bare;
Both foot and hand go cold; 10
But, belly, God send thee good ale enough,
Whether it be new or old.

I love no roast but a nut-brown toast,
And a crab laid in the fire;
A little bread shall do me stead; 15
Much bread I not desire.
No frost nor snow, no wind, I trow,
Can hurt me if I wold;
I am so wrapp'd and thoroughly lapp'd
Of jolly good ale and old. 20
Back and side go bare, go bare, &c.

And Tib, my wife, that as her life
Loveth well good ale to seek,
Full oft drinks she till ye may see
The tears run down her cheek: 25
Then doth she trowl to me the bowl
Even as a maltworm should,
And saith, 'Sweetheart, I took my part
Of this jolly good ale and old.'
Back and side go bare, go bare, &c. 30

Now let them drink till they nod and wink,
Even as good fellows should do;
They shall not miss to have the bliss
Good ale doth bring men to;
And all poor souls that have scour'd bowls 35
Or have them lustily troll'd,
God save the lives of them and their wives,
Whether they be young or old.
Back and side go bare, go bare;
Both foot and hand go cold; 40
But, belly, God send thee good ale enough,
Whether it be new or old.