Bleaters Poems | Examples

I Softly Went a Huntin'

I softly went a huntin’
To find some softly sheep,
I cannot count without them
To lull me back to sleep.

‘Where art thou little fluffy?’
I called its nicky name,
And taken by the surplus
A hundred bleaters came.

I’ll never count them all in time,
I worried like my pal,
I only wants a little kip
Not like my Auntie Val.

She likes to sleep for England
And all the English men.
Sometimes she sleeps with 40
And sometimes only 10.