We Catcha da Feesh

Some people go te beach all day

     For spand dey Sunday cash;

For ride on crazy bomp-da-bomp,

     Or mak’ da seelly mash.

Dey watcha girls for taka sweem,

     Or spanda all da day

En walka, walka up an’ down

     Da “Greata Whita Way.”

I no can spenda time like dat,

     I tak’ my wifa, too,

My leeta boy and leeta gal

     Off w’ere the sea ees blue

An’ gatta seat upon da rock

     Out w’ere the water sweesh,

An’ drop my feeshin’ line een sam’

     An’ catcha playnta feesh.

We eata lunch upon day rocks

An’ gat da gooda breeze;

Gat som’theeng for da cash we spand,

     Som’ fooda, eef you please.

Don’t care for beach, an’ bomp-da-bomp,

     Nor shoot da shute “a-sweesh”!

It’s off upon da rocks for mine,

     For catcha playnta feesh.

June 18, ‘10