a mother's lament

a mother's lament a mother's lament
Copyright by: Dave Binyon, United Kingdom (from the set: Landscapes, places and people)
For years this song has been my drunken party piece

A mother was washing her baby one night,
The youngest of ten and a delicate mite.
The mother was poor and the baby was thin,
'Twas naught but an skelingtin covered with skin.
The mother turned 'round for a soap off the rack.
She was only a moment but when she turned back
Her baby had gone, and in anguish she cried,
"Oh, where 'as my baby gone?" The angels replied:
Oh, your baby has gone down the plug 'ole.
Oh, your baby has gone down the plug.
The poor little thing was so skinny and thin,
He should 'ave been washed in a jug, in a jug.
Your baby is perfectly happy;
He won't need a bath anymore.
He's a-muckin' about with the angels above,
Not lost but gone before.

Technical Information:
Camera : NIKON COOLPIX S9100
Focal Length : 53
Shutter Speed : 10/10000
Aperture : f/8.8
Iso : 400
Copyright : Dave Binyon
Uploaded : 3 months ago
Category : Life
Favorites : 5
Views : 14
External Views : 180
Votes : 8
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