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| Wind of History by Jacek Yerka |
This old man, he played one,
He played knick-knack on my thumb;
With a knick-knack paddywhack,
Give the dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.
(origins of the song are unknown, from Wikipedia)
This Old House
This old house, it felt old
Dark and lonely and too cold,
Like a wind tossed ship on a dreary sea
It is no home or refuge for me.
- Gerry@Strummed Words
20 comments:
brilliant, I love that I could sing this
How clever!
Ha, ha!
I like what you did with this! Who doesn't remember that old rhyme? It seems water is a prevailing theme with this prompt which I find interesting as there is no water in the painting.
I love it!!
Short, sweet, sad
I reckon it could be arranged as a round to sing! :-)
good one- except NOW I have that tune rattling around in my head!
...so this old guitarist came strumming home :-)
I sang along!
This is brilliant! I loved it.
Excellent - I could hum it!
"no home or refuge" nicely said.'
Hugs
SueAnn
.. this old man he played two ~~
nice!!
fun ... but I hope the tune doesn't haunt me all day :)
Of course, I sang it...
=)
Love it...and yes I sang it.
Stunning.
I guess I never really knew what a paddywhack was! Fun visit.
Bravo! I really enjoyed this- and never would have guessed how well it all went together!
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