Bernie’s Poem
It wouldn’t happen without the Committee,
So for them, I’ve written a ditty!……………………..
There is an old Blues bloke called Walt,
Who should gargle with honey, or Malt!
He starts off with a howl,
Slides into a growl,
Then, sadly, grinds right to a halt!
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Young Maureen is just such a treasure,
She makes counting the pennies a pleasure.
With the cash in her hands,
She can pay for the bands,
Bringing Good Times to all,
Without measure!
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There’s a man known as Six-Bolt J. Steev,
Who’s job is to heft and to heave.
He sets up for the bands, with their amps. and mike stands,
And with THAT back, that’s hard to believe!
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No matter how anyone begs,
They can’t see the Secretary’s legs!
‘Cos the Hon. Sec. is Mike,
You can go take a hike,
He’s keeping them inside his kecks!
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The un-sung hero is Chris,
He won’t give a meeting a miss,
Provides web-site & printing, works hard without stinting,
Then spent the last night,
On the piss!
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What the pubs do,
Should not be forgot,
They line up the drinks,
Shot by shot.,
Provide room for The Blues,
And pay all their dues,
And the owners are really quite hot!
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BOOM! BOOM!