Sing For My Supper

A new nursery rhyme about the 18th Century, illustrating the poverty of the time, written in the style of the time.

Sing For My Supper

 

I will sing for my supper,

Let me sing you a song;

For a loaf and some cider,

It won’t take very long.

 

I will sing you a ballad,

For a few coins and meat;

I will sing for a pittance,

You will find my voice sweet.

 

I will sing for your comp’ny,

Let me sing you a tune;

My poor stomach is empty;

I must earn something soon.

 

I will sing you a love song,

Or a comedy lay;

Let me sing for your pleasure;

For I must eat today.

Author's Note

Initial reactions and constructive criticism welcome. This is meant to resemble a traditional nursery rhyme.

Reviews

[Diane]

That was amazing, and now I am even amazingly hungry.haha
This one was a five star in my book!

[Debbie Barry]

Thank you, Diane! I'm really pleased that you enjoyed it! Sorry for making you so hungry last night. LOL

[Diane]

Haha yes I had to eat to sleep

[Debbie Barry]

LOL At least you got some sleep, after your snack.

[John Ciarmello]

It resembles what it was written to resemble! I envy your style Debbie! keep it going I'm a fan!

[Debbie Barry]

Thank you, John! I'm really pleased that you enjoyed it, and that it had the desired effect. I'm glad you found more of my writing. :)

[John Ciarmello]

I follow my nose, Debbie. LOL

[Debbie Barry]

That's a good way to go, John. LOL