A Wessex Prayer (Continued)

God bless me and me wife
Me son John and his wife
Us four
No more

In the event of fire dear Lord
Do not save the sheep
As their slovenly habits
Doth make me weep

Us four, no more

The Servant Maids Prayer (Continued)

O Lord have I got to get up?
On this frosty morning
The cock has not yet crowed
And my clock is still yawning

And with this prayer she went back to sleep

Martin’s Prayer (Continued)

 Here I lie Martin Elginbrodde

Save your prayers for my Highland Toad

Who when there’s room doth sit on my tomb