Life for most of us, child,
ain’t no bowl of cherries;
no strawberries or jelly,
no ice-cream neither.
Sometimes it’s them greens
it’s brimful of. You needs
to eat them though –
them’s good for you.
Thems don’t taste nice, it’s true,
so all the while you’s eating them
you’s wondering what’s for afters.
I ain’t got no crystal ball,
but believe it or not,
I was once a nipper too.
“Manners maketh man,” they preached,
and woman, come to that.
“Ain’t polite,” they said, “It just ain’t done
to spit it out.” Meat with that gristle,
nor fish with them bones.
Don’t let that pretty face be streaked
with tears now, and remember this,
sweet Emmaline...even them cherries,
them’s got them stones.