One Evening in September

This is a nonsense rhyme I haven't heard before, but I immediatly loved it.
Nonsense rhymes are great when you're blue, or a purple cow, as the case may be.
Maybe that's why I love blue so much - because I am it a lot.
sighs.

Nonsense rhyme
One evening in September
In the middle of July
It was raining very heavily
And the streets were very dry
I jumped on board a tramcar
Bound for New South Wales
But before we’d gone a hundred miles
The boat ran off the rails
I fell in love with an Irish girl
She sang me an Irish dance
She live in Ballyhackamore
Just a few miles out of France
His father was a bin-man
He worked on the Bangor boat
He used to steal the the coal-brick
To feed McGinty’s goat
The goat took sick on Saturday
And died the night before
And that’s the end of my story
So I’ll tell you lies no more
(Ciaran Carson, 1999)

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