So what about England?
Out of my multiple blog post there has been one that has attracted particular interest – the one about snow. I imagine this is because most of my blog viewers are from another country where they don’t get as much snow or in fact the opposite.
Anyways, most people seem to ask me a lot about England – so instead of replying individually to each and every comment I’ve decided to reply in a post , and , for your very own entertainment…
A really, really, really horrifically bad written poem – by me.
Your welcome 🙂
So what about England?
What about brit’s?
Local pub, local shop where you can buy fish and chips
We’re seemingly posh
And most think we’re rich
Can I say chav or is that rude-ish (don’t shoot it’s in the dictionary!)
We sit around drinking, eight cups of tea
A small, tiny island surrounded by sea
Bump into a chair and we will say sorry
We love Mr bean
Oh and GOD SAVE THE QUEEN
So what about England?
The boy’s and the girls
Well I’ll tell you we speak with strange made up words
Like peak and fam and ‘come then let’s go’
Good day good sir, nincompoop! Cheerio!
Manacles and moustaches – a cross country polo
We complain when it’s hot and complain when it’s cold, Oh?
We speak with slurred words
And yell London slang
Otherwise we’re posh and all drive mustangs
Our accents are varied
we’re not all called John smith
Mary Jane, Suzy Anne
And we don’t all have quiffs
So what about England?
well, it sure can be boring –
Downton abbey, James bond they’ll sure have you snoring
But Britain is like a great American’s Walmart
Hilarious stereotypes but dear to our hearts.
Comment with your country or states stereotypes. 🙂