Preview: Come Rhyme With Me

Hickory Dickory Dock

The Traditional 

Hickory, dickory, dock, 

The mouse ran up the clock. 

The clock struck one, 

The mouse ran down, 

Hickory, dickory, dock.

And now read the true story... 

Hickory Dickory Dock


A mouse was in charge of the stock

In a warehouse at Hickory Dock.

He spent his spare time

Gazing out at the slime

By the boats at Hickory Dock.

Down the road was Dickory Dock,

Near a tower that housed a big clock.

The cat there in charge

Lived in a small barge

On the river at Dickory Dock.

One day there came quite a shock;

The two were to merge to one dock.

Just one boss to choose;

The other would lose;

A decision about one o’clock.

The mouse feared his job would be blocked

So he hid in the tower with the clock.

He cried at the top,

Felt a bit of a flop;

Soon the cat would be ruling both docks.

The clock, as usual, tick-tocked

Until soon it struck one o’clock.

The mouse then ran down,

Felt a bit of a clown,

Of the result he would have to take stock.

The dock unions had voted en bloc

For the guy that they viewed as the rock.

The mouse won the toss;

He was the new boss

Of Hickory Dickory Dock.


The Health Club

When Christmas has gone and the tinsel is down,

Some people return to the pub.

But others regret that they’ve piled on the pounds

And set off to join a health club.

The girl on reception would love to assist

But you’ll need to see someone from Sales.

His charm is well known to be hard to resist

And in truth his technique rarely fails.

“Let’s go and sit down,” he says with a smile,

“Can I get you something to drink?

We’ll go round the club when we’ve talked for a while;

Then come back for a bit of a think.”

“Over there is your pool and this is your spa

And here all your classes are held.

Food and drink can be bought from your well-equipped bar.

Any worries will soon all be quelled.”

“We have aqua, pilates, body pumping and spin,

Which your membership gives you for free.

So just let me know when you’d like to begin;

Just right now there is no joining fee.”

His guile has won through; all resistance is lost;

You take it in just like a fool.

What language persuades you to ignore the cost

When his favoured expression is “Cool”?

The first weeks are good and the spirit is strong

But the wonder then starts to pale.

Your muscles object; they say you’ve done wrong

And there’s no shift in the weight on the scale.

The bad-mannered adults and children who scream

Are part of the overall deal.

The monthly subscription is like a bad dream

And the music is simply unreal.

    C    © Harvey Sagar 2013