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The Foggy Foggy Dew
When I was a bachelor, I lived all alone
I worked at the weaver's trade
And the only, only thing that I ever did wrong
Was to woo a fair young maid.
I wooed her in the wintertime
And in the summer, too
And the only, only thing that I ever did wrong
Was to keep her from the foggy, foggy dew.
One night she came to my bedside
When I was fast asleep.
She laid her head upon my bed
And she began to weep.
She sighed, she cried, she damn near died
She said what shall I do?
So I hauled her into bed and covered up her head
Just to keep her from the foggy foggy dew.
So, I am a bachelor, I live with my son
And we work at the weaver's trade.
And every single time that I look into his eyes
He reminds me of that fair young maid.
He reminds me of the wintertime
And of the summer, too,
And of the many, many times that I held her in my arms
Just to keep her from the foggy, foggy, dew.
Now wait a minute – Wot that is, is yer original Foggy Foggy Dew (It’s perhaps, modestly improper) wot that ain’t is bawdy......
But, however - there’s more.....
When a young bachelor I lived all alone
But weaver was not my trade
And one of the things I never did wrong
Was to woo just one fair maid.
I wooed them in the wintertime
And in the summer too
And the only other thing I never did wrong
Was to give them a pregnancy they would rue.
Once a lass came to my bedside
When I was near asleep.
As she laid her head upon my bed
My heart began to leap.
She sighed, she cried, needed a ride
And said what shall I do?
So I asked her into bed and she gave me head
Which she followed with a very merry screw.
So I’m a bachelor happy living all alone
And I’m retired from my own trade
And every single time I look into the past
It reminds me of many a fair young maid;
It reminds me of the wintertime
And of the summer too,
And of the many, many times that I held them in my arms
To let them give me a very merry screw.
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Author:
Doggerel Dave (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Half, well maybe a quarter (just a little?) of his luck…..
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Comments8
Good interpretation Dave.
Andy
https://youtu.be/aEQXOYrukVI?si=cFOw9rm94sRbQ9xC
Nah - just mine, Andy....testing the system and audience, one.... two.... three...
I might swoon at this! lol.
Wot about Woof....Woof.... Woof.... ???
Only 'might'? Are you becoming battle hardened, orchi?
Depends if Fido lets me read it. He reads all the poems first, that have any swoony themes.
I say 'I've not got the foggiest idea' - geddit?! lol.
I must do this more often if it leaves you in a state of foggy bewilderment - but are you happy there.....? (Yeh - I did geddit - I felt it merited at least a🙃).
Fantastic
Cheers
Well my friend, inspiration was upon you. I just had to YouTube Foggy, Foggy Dew which I had never heard before. Your purple parody (love the alliteration) is superb. Naughty, but oh so nice. I can almost see the wry smile on your face as you wrote it, I know I was smiling as I read it. Kudos, great work!
Hey Bella – your support has warmed the cockles of my heart.
The FFD is an old folk song with many claimants as author – I’ve known it for a good deal of my life as at a time when most were deep into Rock ‘n Roll, I was very folksy inclined.
I wanted (apart from the ah, intimate interaction rudery, which I enjoyed….) to raise the issue of unwanted pregnancy and also, but by no means least substitute the notion of being hauled into bed with that of a genteel invitation, followed by the female as actor rather than acted upon.
I think you succeeded admirably.
You gave me the chance to fully explain myself - for that, many thanks.
I guess I need to get out some of my old poems and rework them. A merry story set in the style of old. Liked this one Dave.
Do it Soren - But why would they need reworking? And how many lay buried?
You wove it well Dave ..
Very well indeed .. and so very, very true ..
Thought you might appreciate the subtle adherence to form, Neville.....
Bawdy is right. Tremendous work.
Cheers Thomas - good fun, allowed me to let off a little 'steam'.
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