I try to be an avid reader of just about everything. I really enjoy reading poetry as well as being hooked on history. With today’s post I’ll try to mix those two interests. We’ll look back many years to the so-called sophisticated British Empire to find some of the most outrageous limericks and dirty jokes. It seems people are just people regardless of the time period they’re born into. The following piece of history (and I use the term loosely) will make some of you smile and some others cringe. The date of this little gem as best that can be determined was the year 1612. I’ll let you determine it’s value (if you can find any). Enjoy this piece from our sophisticated and disturbing ancestors titled “The Wooing Rogue”.

Come live with me and be my Whore

And we will beg from door to door,

Then under a hedge we’ll sit and delouse us.

Until the Beatle and come to rouse us.

And if they’ll give us no relief

Thou shalt turn Whore and I’ll turn Thief.

❤️❤️❤️

If thou can’st rob them I can steal

And we’ll eat roast-meat at every meal:

Nay! We’ll eat White bread every day

And throw out mouldy Crusts away,

And twice a day we will be drunk

And then at Night I’ll kiss my punk.

❤️❤️❤️

And when we both shall have the Pox,

We then shall want Shirts and Smocks

To shift each others mangy hide

Is with itch so pockified:

We’ll take some clean ones from a hedge

And leave our old ones for a Pledge.

❤️❤️❤️

Isn’t that the most romantic love poem ever? I agree it wasn’t nearly as interesting as works by Emily Dickenson or Robert Frost but it grabbed my heart and soul tightly and rightly. I sure wish I could have lived back then just to met the unknown author and to shake his hand. (Only after it had been thoroughly washed, of course). (SATIRE OFF)

WHO DOESN’T LOVE THOSE OLD ROMANTIC BRITS