Down to the town

I met a tailor as I went walking.

We got talking; he and I.

‘Where are you going to, man?’, I said.

‘Down to the town to get some thread.

Will you come with me?’  ‘No, not I’

I met a farmer as I went walking.

We got talking, he and I.

‘Where are you going to, this fine day?’

‘Down to the town to get some hay.

Will you come with me?’ ‘No, not I’

I met a cobbler as I went walking.

We got talking, he and I.

‘Where are you now going to , brother?’

‘Down to the town to buy some leather.

Will you come with me?’ ‘No, not I’

I met a plumber as I went walking.

We got talking, he and I.

‘Where are you going to so early?’

‘Down to the town to get some nails.

Will you come with me?’ ‘ No, not I’

I met a dancer as I went walking.

We got talking, she and I.

‘Where are you going to, like a ball?’

‘Up to the mount to rock and roll.’

‘I shall come with you.’ Said I and went.

06.01.2016

( The style is an adoption from an English poem archaic)