Narrative Poem : Bottle Hill

Mick and Molly were very poor And all their food was all no more. Molly told Mick to sell the cow And she told him to do it "NOW!" He met man who wanted to buy And Mick said " Oh my oh my" The man gave Mick a bottle that was green But Mick was never very keen The man was lucky and swapped the cow But Mick was sad and said "What now?" He …

…begged Mick to stop And Mick got his bottle with a pop Mick and Molly was rich once more And the Landlord became very poor Mick and molly died, How Sad And all the servants fought over it bad The little bottle fell on the floor And all the servants became very poor Their children died as they would And Mick and molly were happy, as they should. That's all there is, There isn't anymore.