The Milkman

By mcscraic

Thu, 18 Apr 2019
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The Milkman

By Paul McCann

 

Down he comes in the usual way.

milk for your ‘Tay , at the break of day

he looks around at the empties on the ground

he picks them up and he lays them down ,’

Clink Clink Clink Clinkety clink five fingers full ,

Its time for him to get to school ,

 

In the early hours of the morning light ,

its all right cause the coffee’s white,

a little note left here and there

for an extra pint , if there’s one to spare.

Drink drink drink drinkety drink a pint a day,

sure Bobs your uncle and  life’s ok .

 

The milkman’s knows his way around

from door to door all through the town,

as fast as he can , time  is tight .

Some dogs bark , others bite .

Blink, blink, blink , blinkety blink

my oh my how time goes by

With the wink of an eye  .

Goodbye , the Milkman’s gone away .

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ej947iXdLQ0.

 

 

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Comments

Submitted by Di_Hard on

you write of a friendlier time. So much changed when supermarkets opened. I guess when supermarkets are all self service or home delivery today's children will remember the weekly shop there as a loss too, one more chance for human contact gone. Your poem is a great reminder of how important the milkman was in communities

 

Submitted by mcscraic on

Brilliant comment , thank you for that ,