Butcher Bill Comments
There was once a butcher who went by the name
of Bill who displayed all his meat on the windowsill.
This was his way of showing his customers, what he had to sell;
yet he never realised it caused such an awful smell.
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that is one complete poem! ...you dint forget the bird flu either...lol...love...nalini
It sounds like you would be living dangerously if you bought meat from Butcher Bill! A very amusing write. Three cheers for you, Sylvia. Love, Sandra
A perfect poem to put you off meat for life...LOL! This was such fun Sylvia Thankyou for sharing it Love duncan x
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8/3/2025 4:46:26 PM # 1.0.0
Chuckle, chuckle. You improve with each poem and I just love the stories you come out with. A true cockney girl for sure. You really should have a go at doing one in rhyming slang. I reckon you would pull it off beautifully. Love ya Gyp's