Colonial Folk Rhyme

Kind Sir, let me take 
your keys to Harvard Square.
I will be the bride for you
when you meet me there.
Then we can walk along together,
from here to everywhere.


    It is Saturday, and I'm messing around with old verses.  I thought it might be fun to try writing my own.  Would you like to try?  See if you can find your own old English Folk Song and try writing your own poem in the same meter or using the same end rhymes.  It is a good day for messing around, who knows what you might come up with.  You're welcome to share your creation in the comments below, or leave me a link where I can find where you have posted your poem.  Happy weekend.