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Silly Verse by Pati Totton Art Society's very own poet (Pat Garvey)

A smashing time was had by all,

Up the hills the van did crawl,

Round the bends, on one-way tracks,

Good thing that we wore our slacks,

Around the market in the rain,

Then we saw an old steam train,

Eventually headed back to base,

Combed our hair and washed our face.

Giggles and laughter ran amock,

Giving the locals quite a shock,

There we sat to have our dinner,

Hoping after, we would be thinner

The only time we ha d some hush,

Laughing aloud was far too much,

Excitement was too much to bear,

Then wondering what knickers to wear,

The cows and sheep were all around,

Trying to keep their feet on the ground, [because a helicopter was airlifting them]

Morning breakfast, then a general chat,

Have our suntan cream and wear a hat,

Another new adventure, off we all go,

Like naughty little children, all in a row,

Letting us loose on the Yorkshire Dales,

In every pub, trying out the ales,

Queen Anne was sitting on her throne,

Talking to Phillip on her phone,

We, her subjects were getting a lot of stick,

So we decided to go and take the Mick,

A “Sixties” Night was well arranged,

We must have looked well deranged,

The wildest night of the holiday

Was a sight to see, I should say.

We’re the travelling lot from Totton,

Once you’ve seen us, we’re never forgotten.