Good Evening and Welcome to all our members and to any other waifs and strays that care to grace our clubhouse.
It is a miserable night out, as the poet says:
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
No comfortable feel in any member--
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds,
November!
But we shall be warm and cosy inside with our drinks and nibbles .
Any members wishing to volunteer to give tonight's talk should make themselves known.
Over my head,
I'm off to bed.
Did I win the raffle,
I'm all a baffle
Company was great,
now it's getting late.
Wooden steps are calling,
my poetry is appalling.
with all this poetry I cant compete
even though I find it rather sweet
so leave me in the corner and I wont make a fuss
just bring me some of those tailcocks
and I will wait here for the bus
Thank you ladyalex.At least the ducks on the moat are safe tonight if we have turkey. No doubt we can all provide some hoary old chestnuts for the stuffing?
Good evening - better late than early! I have no poetry but there is my (very) old party piece <if I can beat g.nome> Let me clear my throat - oops sorry matron, I didn't know you were standing there.
Come and see the spotted leopard, 365 spots on his back and one on his...
C_ock your eyes over to the elephant fiddling with his...
D_ick - shut that door and stop the wind from blowing up the monkey's...
Ask that gentleman to move a long a bit :o)
A large tailcock please before I have to leave you all