Trevor Yeo Poet Rhyme

Busker's Autobiography

I wandered the Vale and Harvington,
A singin' me songs with passion,
Back then I liked to live frugally,
But me melodies were never on ration!

One evening whilst singing in Banbury,
The Police pulled up in their car,
Out stepped a tall copper 
I'm in trouble now proper!
But he wanted to play my guitar!

I wandered around the city streets
I roamed away so far,
With stories of women and nights suppin' ale 
And a kippin' in the back o' me car!

I sang in the pubs of Evesham,
I felt like the star of the show,
But the very next day I'd be rockin away,
It's that busker again Trevor Yeo!

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Beata Agustin January 25, 2026 at 5:15 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Jan Allison January 15, 2021 at 1:21 PM What a charming poem would love to hear an audio clip of you singing and playing used to love seeing the buskers when I lived in Birmingham... we get a few in the center here . I guess covid has put and end to you entertaining at the moment as it has in so many areas of our lives:-( take care:-) hugs Jan xx