Eventually his finances reached a recession, Not-so-great Bryce was in a depression, For money, he'd go to the river bank, To pluck some fish to sell on a plank.
Fancy him going for a ramble And always having a gamble. And wasn't he plucky? And wasn't he lucky? His wife said, "Go honey! And make us lots of money!" He said, "OK! I'll do it today!" So he took the piggy bank But his heart just sank 'Cause he backed a looser So he got drunk in the boozer His wife said, "Were've yer been!" He said, "We're broke, we ain't got a bean!"
It was not very nice
ReplyDeleteOf great Uncle Bryce
To fritter away
All he'd earned in a day.
His winnings were frittered
His home was littered
His wife chucked him out
And gave him a clout!
(There's a moral to this story!)
Maggie X
Nuts in May
Uncle Bryce chose to avoid programs like Gamblers Anonymous. Too bad.
ReplyDeleteyou are ill and me for reading hahah
ReplyDeleteBut a betting man's worse!
ReplyDeleteHe relys on a horse...
but in view of this verse,
one would need to say hearse...
Oh, well, anyone can have an off day!
Eventually his finances reached a recession,
ReplyDeleteNot-so-great Bryce was in a depression,
For money, he'd go to the river bank,
To pluck some fish to sell on a plank.
Fancy him going for a ramble
ReplyDeleteAnd always having a gamble.
And wasn't he plucky?
And wasn't he lucky?
His wife said, "Go honey!
And make us lots of money!"
He said, "OK!
I'll do it today!"
So he took the piggy bank
But his heart just sank
'Cause he backed a looser
So he got drunk in the boozer
His wife said, "Were've yer been!"
He said, "We're broke, we ain't got a bean!"