Fare of the Medieval Times
Would you care to partake in some breakfast cheese,
and what of bread, butter and tea?
Lords and ladies gorge themselves
Perhaps another meal at ten or twelve
Feasts of many with food of plenty,
and a twilight meal of trencher and stew
then dawn your caps and summons your carriage
then guests would bid their host ado
Acrobats and minstrel shows
Games and songs to sing along
During the spring and summer months
Lords loyalist would go to hunt
And feast they would
On various birds
Ones known to us
the thought of eating, totally absurd
Starlings, vultures, gulls, herons,
storks, cormorants, swans, peacocks
And maybe even some wild pigs hocks
Often they would be displayed still feathered
Imagine the mess when they were dismembered
The lower class struggled to survive
Listed here is what kept them alive:
Dark bread, turnip salad, mead and ale
It’s no wonder their skin appeared so pale
The only thing I wished
to see about these times,
is hearing how Shakespeare
May have marveled them with his rhymes
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