The Parish Church of St George the Martyr, Waterlooville
Continuing our series of extracts from past editions of St George’s Book of Poems…..
Autumn Edition 2013
St George’s Book of Poems
On Television
What is this life if we can spare
No time, except to sit and stare.
No time to visit friends and chat
Of time gone by, of this and that.
No time for charities or church,
For chess, or physical research.
No time for pubs or politics,
For picnics or for party tricks.
No time to read or sew or knit,
For carpentry or keeping fit.
No time to swim or learn to fly,
For music, books or DIY.
A poor life this if we can spare
No time, except to sit and stare.
W.G.Hutchings
St George’s Drink Group
St George’s have a little Link,
They really are quite merry,
They meet fortnightly to discuss
The benefits of Sherry.
This little Link is rather small,
Though more in size that posture,
You’ll often find them gathered round
An open can of Fosters.
One leader, Lesley, is often thought
To be a little meanie
But we all know how to get round her -
With lemon, Gin and Gini.
Lisa keeps us entertained
With all her nursing jokes.
The censored ones come later,
After several Rum and Cokes.
Our menfolk dance in pantomimes
Which sometimes are quite risqué,
But only when they’re fortified with
Hip flasks full of Whisky.
The girlies, they are never drunk,
But when they’re feeling queer,
They need to be revived again
With many pints of Beer.
For those who are not yet of age
We really must be strict.
We’ll sort them out with fake ID’s
To ensure that they’re not nicked.
The rest are fairly normal
As far as normal goes.
Except for Craig and David
When they’re at the Hampshire Rose.
You may think that we drink a lot,
It isn’t really true.
We only made the whole thing up
To bring a smile to you.
St George’s Link Group
Je Suis Dans Mon Lit
There once was a vicar called Fred,
Who spent all his time in a shed,
Where he blew up balloons and sang funny tunes,
And preached to his flock from his bed.
Arthur E Green
