Moving House

I had a rotten time in Catford,
with tabbies and ginger toms,
they were always in me garden,
with all their goings on.
They did dreadful things to me daffodills,
and were always catching frogs,
so out of desperation,
I moved to The Isle of Dogs.

But things got worse when I got there,
I was almost brought to me knees,
there was a large Alsatian,
a fat Dalmatian,
and a three legged Pekineese.
They kept getting into me garden,
I never found out just how,
but they drove me out of The Isle of Dogs,
and I'm living in Houndsditch now.

That's the worst mistake I ever made,
me garden's dug up and dirty,
first a Greyhound,
then a Wolfhound,
and a Basset hound called Birty.
I can't stand living here no more,
I can't take all the hassle,
so I'll pack me trunk,
and do a bunk,
to The Elephant and Castle.

Pam Aryes of Sheffield forum = dreadful

Brilliant!

Though it is generally considered more apropriate to rhyme Elephant & Castle with arsehole.