a question now, I do implore
where's Tommy's tune?
a lad to make you sad, heartsore
poor of fortune
bereaved of mum and dad at birth
an orphan thus deprived of mirth
on corners begs with plate and spoon
where's Tommy's tune?
emaciated, headed for
an early tomb
for supper Tommy Tucker scores
a bowl of gloom
so after you've been bathed and fed
and tucked up there all snug in bed
with Mamma's lullaby's soft croon
where's Tommy's tune?
Little Tommy Tucker sings for his supper,
What shall we give him? Brown bread and butter.
How shall he cut it without a knife?
How shall he marry without a wife?
Comments
How sad,
How sad that your words have relevance in todays world, hundreds of years after the first version was written. I have no critique of this rhyme, but hopefully those who read this will have a reallity check. Thank you for sharing. Love Roscoe...
hi Roscoe
Thanks for the read and comment...
yes, sad... how does the saying go? -- everything changes and everything stays the same....
love judy
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Hi Judy
Syllable count in both stanza's are the same, rhyming and meter are spot on! ( as far as my amateur self can tell ). I think the subject is up to date and as powerful as it was in 1829. ( which is sad ) and, something that I find difficult, it has a huge emotional impact.
We see on TV how children are sleeping on the streets, even shot, or live in deplorable conditions, used and abused. You have highlighted and bought to our attention a problem that is often put to the back of the mind and you have done it in a creative manner, with flare.
Awesome poem Judy - can't see anything to critique. Bravo
Love to you
Mand xxxx
thanks Mand
for the read and very kind comments... nothing's changed in 200 years eh ?
love judy
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good read
good read
hi Raj
Thanks so much for the visit and comment
love judy
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beautiful read
my
when poets depart
u still did not read
waffle less tis
thanks loved
I've been busy with work and workshop... I do read most of your writes - haven't time to comment on them all...
But I do see the lack of waffle most of the time.... doing well there
love judy
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Hi MM
One keeps hearing of "men" who go around impregnating women left and right but make no effort to support their offspring. I wonder if this might be sadder (to know you have a father who doesn't care) than to be an orphan.....sigh. On to the poem, I'm not up to speed with this form and was on the verge of suggesting you find some perfect rhyme to replace the near rhymes. Then i noticed that the near rhymes occurred at the same place in each stanza which offsets the fact they're not perfect. I can almost see you rubbing your hands together saying "Ha! I'll get Stan! He's gonna say something about these near rhymes but I'm ready for him !" LoL You sure are getting sneaky..............stan
lol Stan
Not sneaky - quite unintentional.... and I'm not sure how pure the rhyme has to be for this form so shhh...
love judy
xxx