Ook and Gluk
set off to solve the mystery
of the ' buuk '
They scratched their little jelly heads
and wondered why Poms said
'buuk' instead of 'book'?
They searched high and low
across land and sea
to find the origin
of this affectation
that is used quaintly
by the entire Queen's nation
It wasn't their station
to question these things
but they didn't care and
went for the fling
The clue was traced to Captain Cuuk
a sailor charged with finding a place
to dump old England's unwanted cruuks
They were an irreverent wild lot
Their descendants far worse
Though now they read buuks
and are amongst the world's great cuuks
They still retain that endearing habit
and certainly not from reading
Beatrix Potter's 'Peter Rabbit'
of telling their betters
to go and get fooked
Got a laugh out of me, and that's an accomplishment before I've finished my second cup of coffee. Excellent short verse, lighthearted but with a bit of a sharp jab to it nonetheless. Enjoyed it, and your amazing photos as well.
ReplyDeleteWelcome hedgewith. Good to meet someone with a sense of humour.
ReplyDeleteSnort! Made doubly funny by the mindset that allowed the dumpees to become crown apparents. Twisty turny. Clever piece!
ReplyDeleteYep, rejects have done good, but still retain original attitude:)
ReplyDeleteOh, Rall, you clever one. I definitely needed a 'fooking' laugh tonight, and your poem delivered! Thank you.
ReplyDeleteGiggles smirks! You're a wicked lass Mary!
ReplyDeletelovely! children would love this poem and I can imagine them singing it in joy :))
ReplyDeleteI think the parents might not be too thrilled about that pushpee:)
ReplyDeleteRollicking and fun! Loved the very funny ending. You are so very in touch with your inner child.
ReplyDeleteHaHaHa!
ReplyDeleteOh what a delight to end this poem just right.
(I loved this title, too, and so glad you took it!)
Interesting observation Nan. The inner child looms large in my life. Glad this gave you and Deb a guud larf!
ReplyDeletecharming. You tied it in together very well!
ReplyDeleteIt's been an age since someone noticed my charm, Thanks Amanda:)
ReplyDeleteYou did put it very charmingly, Rall. Why blame it all on poor Capt. Cook? Perhaps it was his Whitby accent!
ReplyDeleteBlimey,what's a Whitby accent? Who's being a
ReplyDeletea Melrosian smarty pants now?