Verse And Worse

Random Wit, Errant Rhyme. Not A Literary Crime

The butcher, the baker, the candlestick maker
There was even a bloke from Kingston, Jamaica
They were arty and crafty and so gifted with talent
And incredibly handsome and ever so gallant

Verse And Worse

Random Wit, Errant Rhyme. Not A Literary Crime

The butcher, the baker, the candlestick maker

I pray that your stockbroker ain’t a risk-taker

Tell me you haven’t torn your inheritance asunder

As the Footsie and Wall Street both went under