Someone wrote in
bohemiancoast
2015-01-18 06:59 am (UTC)
Three robbers
My Dad (born 1905 in Preston, England) used to sit me on his knee and tell the story as follows:
It was a dark, cold and stooooormy night,
Three robbers sat in a cave.
One said to another,
Antonio, tell us a tale.
And Antonio began…
etc.
We used to have fun eliding the words and running them together, thus:
'Three robbers….. sat'n'a'cave',' and so on.
(
58 comments
)
Post a comment in response:
From:
Anonymous
This account has disabled anonymous posting.
OpenID
Identity URL:
Log in?
Dreamwidth account
Account name
Password
Log in?
If you don't have an account you can
create one now
.
Subject
HTML doesn't work in the subject.
Formatting type
Casual HTML
Markdown
Raw HTML
Rich Text Editor
Message
[
Home
|
Post Entry
|
Log in
|
Search
|
Browse Options
|
Site Map
]
Three robbers
It was a dark, cold and stooooormy night,
Three robbers sat in a cave.
One said to another,
Antonio, tell us a tale.
And Antonio began…
etc.
We used to have fun eliding the words and running them together, thus:
'Three robbers….. sat'n'a'cave',' and so on.