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Folklore: Poem: The Magna Carta


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Subject: Folklore: Poem: The Magna Carta
From: LadyJean
Date: 13 Jun 15 - 07:31 PM

I think Stanley Holloway created this excellent verse that ends, "And it's 'cause of them great men of old, that in England today we can do as we like, just as long as we do as we're told."

Does anyome have the complete text. It would be apropos right now.

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Subject: LYR ADD The Magna Carta by Mariott Edgar
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 13 Jun 15 - 09:28 PM

Songs and monologues of Stanley Holloway

Poems of Mariott Edgar including Magna Carta

(Mariott Edgar)

I'll tell of the Magna Charter
As were signed at the Barons' command
On Runningmead Island in t' middle of t' Thames
By King John, as were known as "Lack Land."

Some say it were wrong of the Barons
Their will on the King so to thrust,
But you'll see if you look at both sides of the case
That they had to do something, or bust.

For John, from the moment they crowned him,
Started acting so cunning and sly,
Being King, of course, he couldn't do wrong,
But, by gum, he'd a proper good try.

He squandered the ratepayers' money,
All their cattle and corn did he take,
'Til there wasn't a morsel of bread in the land,
And folk had to manage on cake.

The way he behaved to young Arthur
Went to show as his feelings was bad;
He tried to get Hubert to poke out his eyes,
Which is no way to treat a young lad.

It were all right him being a tyrant
To vassals and folks of that class,
But he tried on his tricks with the Barons an' all,
And that's where he made a 'faux pas'.

He started bombarding their castles,
And burning them over their head,
'Til there wasn't enough castles left to go round,
And they had to sleep six in a bed.

So they went to the King in a body,
And their spokesman, Fitzwalter by name,
He opened the 'ole in his 'elmet and said,
Conciliatory like, " What's the game?"

The King starts to shilly and shally,
He sits and he haws and he hums,
'Til the Barons in rage started gnashing their teeth,
And them with no teeth gnashed their gums

Said Fitz, through the 'ole in his 'elmet,
"It was you as put us in this plight."
And the King having nothing to say to this, murmured
"Leave your address and I'll write".

This angered the gallant Fitzwalter;
He stamped on the floor with his foot,
And were starting to give John a rare ticking off,
When the 'ole in his 'elmet fell shut.

"We'll get him a Magna Charter,"
Said Fitz when his face he had freed;
Said the Barons "That's right and if one's not enough,
Get a couple and happen they'll breed.''

So they set about making a Charter,
When at finish they'd got it drawn up,
It looked like a paper on cattle disease,
Or the entries for t' Waterloo Cup.

Next day, King John, all unsuspecting,
And having the afternoon free,
To Runningmead Island had taken a boat,
And were having some shrimps for his tea.

He'd just pulled the 'ead off a big 'un,
And were pinching its tail with his thumb,
When up came a barge load of Barons, who said,
"We thought you'd be here so we've come"

When they told him they'd brought Magna Charter,
The King seemed to go kind of limp,
But minding his manners he took off his hat
And said " Thanks very much, have a shrimp."

" You'd best sign at once," said Fitzwalter,
" If you don't, I'll tell thee for a start
The next coronation will happen quite soon,
And you won't be there to take part."

So they spread Charter out on t' tea table,
And John signed his name like a lamb,
His writing in places was sticky and thick
Through dipping his pen in the jam.

And it's through that there Magna Charter,
As were signed by the Barons of old,
That in England to-day we can do what we like,
So long as we do what we're told.

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Subject: RE: Folklore: Poem: The Magna Carta
From: cptsnapper
Date: 14 Jun 15 - 12:26 AM

Didn't Diz Disley used to do this?

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Subject: RE: Folklore: Poem: The Magna Carta
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 14 Jun 15 - 02:35 AM

and there is a little snippet of him performing it here

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Subject: RE: Folklore: Poem: The Magna Carta
From: Murpholly
Date: 14 Jun 15 - 05:17 AM

As I do not know a song about Magna Carta have been reciting the above on my folk nights out. Marriot Edgar also wrote a lovely one about King John as well as all the Albert and his Orse's Head Handle. Have been trying to learn songs about Waterloo and Agincourt as they are also centenary years this year.

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