Autograph Books

I never had an autograph book and the irony is that I used to help my mum who was a waitress and often met famous people through her job, so could probably have got lots of names. Lots of footballers especially and Roger Moore once.

My father wrote in my autograph book many moons ago:

A man hung from the Tower Bridge,
His feet were touching the water.
Longfellow

A rabbit has a shiny nose
on that you can depend
because his little powder puff
is at the other end

written in my autograph book by a teacher, she drew a lovely little rabbit and flowers to accompany it. I have lost the book, but have never forgotten the rhyme - 53 years ago

u- u- u- u-
u- u- u-
u- u- u- u-
u- u- u-

Anyone remember iambic pentameters?
A boyfriend wrote that when I was in the 6th form.

My Yorkshire grandad wrote in mine:
The man who never made a mistake never made aught.

My pesky little brother, who was about six at the time, sneaked my autograph book out of my school satchel. It was the day before my birthday and he wrote,

A Happy Birthday every year,
I hope you get NO PRESENTS, dear.

I often remind him of it

A different version of goldengirl's above ...

He stood on the bridge at midnight
He was very brave I suppose
For he was a little mosquito
And the bridge was the bridge of my nose.

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I will try and find my ancient autograph book as I remember a verse my Grandmother wrote in it 50+ years ago - words to the effect ....

If you today should do today what you today should do .... followed by something like tomorrow you will only have tomorrow's jobs to do and none carried forward ?

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'Never leave until tomorrow what you should do today ..." (may be part of the one above?)

In my grandmother's autograph book from early 1900s:

'Don't marry for love
Don't marry for riches
But marry a man
Who can mend his own britches

He stood on the bridge at midnight
When a thought came into his head
What a fool he was to be standing there
When he could have been home in bed!

The wind, the wind,
The naughty wind!
It blew the lady's skirt so high,
But God was just and made the dust
To blind the young man's eye!

Little dabs of powder,
Little drops of paint,
Make a girl's complexion
Look like what it ain't!

Address: Wood
John
Hants
(John Underwood, Andover, Hants)

think of me on the river
think of me on the lake
think of me on your wedding day
and save me a piece of cake

xxxx is a good girl
she goes to church on Sunday
to ask God to give her strength to kiss the boys on Monday

fall from a treetop
fall from above
but oh dear xxxx don't fall in love

Found my old autograph book given to me for my birthday by my brother in Sept 1957!!

The one I remember is:

2Ys U R
2Ys U B
I C U R
2Ys 4 ME

My granny quoted Shakespeare in my autograph book: 'Neither a borrower nor a lender be.'
My friends' inscriptions were usually variants of 'roses are red, violets are blue...'