Laurie brought along this poem, of unknown authorship, read by Bryan ...
Lynda sang an old Shaker song ...
Not downhearted, thanks to Stuart we went home in peace.
Our feet were guided by ...
|and the paint is still wet!|
|... the bearded barley, to glad the heart of man.|
|... as the lights go down.|
I'll remember Dublin City ...
|Actually, it sounded more like a Morris dance!|
|This train at Bournemouth West station|
is known as 'The Slow & Dirty'.
|Kiss my ass, Kimo Sabe, I've bought a boat!|
|Tomorrow may rain ...|
|She capsized our boat and we lost five men.|
|Do not look in the basement!|
|Y-er safer off Cape Horn!|
|"Give me the fat lady."|
|Those chairs are much more comfortable|
than the ones at the Guide Hall.
|Note the presence of natives of the parish. They constituted 50% of the gathering.|
|This is a song by Elvis Pretzel.|
|Nine feet high and six feet wide ...|
|A good sword and a trusty hand!|
A merry heart and true!
|Is my darling still true?|
|Always look under the bed!|
|... and suddenly all the words I should have said had come.|
|"But I'd like the jam-jars back, please."|
|... and ALL the cupboards were bare!|
|I'm going away for a while.|
|Soon I'll hear old winter's song.|
|Number 8 is all flooded ...|
|... and we'll sail with the tide ...|
|A la Bastille!|
|Oh, cursed be those cruel wars ...|
|But you did ask for a two-seater.|
And it is British Racing Green!
|Why does this person always look angry?|
|"Which end do I blow?"|
|... and she stole poor my Jack from me!|
|How did that happen?|
|"Hmm, Berry, you need an extra finger!"|
|Tell Him what you want!|