Mad Maddy McGee, ballad Options

[Jim AKA Rapid-Fi...]

Way to go so,  I'm  :jester: all over the floor.......

[Guest_Tao_*]

Hi Sue,

Those litigating vultures! Personally, I would have chosen the rub. It would have saved all this aggravation and be much more relaxing.

In a way, I miss the old days when disputes were settled in duels. There were more immediate and palpable consequences then and often, the outcome was final! Instead, we have now the slow torture of the judicial system, in which any spirit can die a miserable slow death - and I don't mean jail!

Thanks for sharing.

David

[Cleo_Serapis]

Oh my Sue!

I think this is a great ballad! I've included it also as a choice for you for a July Jumpin' Jive tile too!

I'll be back to read this again! Nice rhythm and creative flair!
~Cleo :pharoah2

[heartsong7]

Ballad of
Mad Maddy McGee

So Maddy, he sits all alone in a pub
awaitin’ his beer and some horrible grub.
A lovely young lady comes flittin’ on by
and slyly, she gives him a wink and the eye.

She grins as she asks, "Could ye do with a rub?
I’ve got what ye need and it’s real, ain’t no sub..
Come sit by me side with your grub and your beer;
I’ll lend ye me ear while ye shed me a tear.

Don’t worry, m' dear for I won't steer ye wrong
and please don’t believe that I'd string ye along.
I hear ye’ve a bit o' yer money to spend;
I’ll give ye fair trade for some, since yer a friend.

I’ve got me two younguns at home I must feed
and Mama is sufferin’ terrible need.
I’ve little in life that will bring me much cheer
One look at ye man, I can see yer not queer."



Though Maddy is addled and deaf in one ear,
her meaning he knew to be perfectly clear...
She’d give him a smile with a squeeze and a stroke
and cheerfully lighten his poke for a poke.

So Maddy says, "Mam, I must leave here I fear" .
and clumsily trips on a bucket of beer,
while making his way to the opposite door.
He curses a storm as he sprawls on the floor.
                                     
So Maddy’s as mad as a bloody wet hen;
much madder, indeed, than were Harvey or Ben
who drunkingly stumbled that very same night
but knew they were hopeless and helpless to fight.

Yes, Maddy is sure he has seen quite enough
to know that the blokes in this place can get rough
and though he admits he is ever so scared,
he’s proud that he’ll never be caught unprepared.

He’s ready to show, if he must, he's quite tough,
and certain he is that he's got the right stuff.
So, quickly he whips out a paper and pen,
while sporting his friendliest, toothiest grin,

he says, “Now I'm telling you what I will do;
I’m ‘bout to be suing the pants offa you!
Now, which of you gentlemen wants to join in?”
He winks as he wipes off the blood from his chin.

By Susan