The serenade........

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 a skeleton 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 has my baby gone?" The angels replied:

Oh, your baby has gone down the plug hole.
Oh, your baby has gone down the plug.
The poor little thing was so skinny and thin,
He should have 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.


Himself thinks we ought to tape record my attempt at sounding East London-ish.
He thinks his mother would fall about laughing. (how kind of him, huh?)
He also believes horrible impressions like mine contribute to the number of folks who ask if he's from Australia. LOL Knowing how ruffled that can make him--YIPPEE for me! LOL

I'm sure as some form of retribution he resorted to serenading me.
He's soooooo much better at sounding incompetent than I.
However--I shall endeavour to try to learn the tune (apparently 'muver' and 'fin' IS acceptable for this one) and, since I can't seemingly pronounce 'coffee', there's hope for me!

*chuckling* I think I can surpass his level of ignorance.....
It's a tough job but someone's gotta do it. LOLOL