A Cautionary tale of Jane and James
Dedicated to my grand-daughters Jasmine and Aline in the hope of saving them from a terrible fate
This is my attempt at a modern version of Hillaire Belloc's cautionary tales like the stories of Jim who was eaten by the lion and Matilda who burnt her house down. I'm quite pleased with it, but it would be nice to get more of Belloc's tone and conciseness. And Beloc never uses triplets (three consecutive rhyming lines) which I often do and maybe shouldn't. Anyway it leads me nicely on to ebooks as I learn from my father's first world war books that Belloc wrote a column in one of the papers about the war's progress. The ebooks are going ahead slowly and will be available soon. See the ebook page.
I love Belloc and his poems. Do you remember an Inn Miranda is something other than the Cautionary Tales that I always remember. His proposed epitaph was
When I am dead,
I hope it may be said,
His sins were scarlet,
But his books were read.
P.S. I've just found a complete online version of the Cautionary Tales with the original illustrations by BTB (Basil Temple Blackwood) who was some aristocratic friend of Belloc. See following, my poem's advice in the poem, the entry in Wikipedia.