No 152 August 16
We walk around the site each day,
Of the exercise Iím glad,
A poem will come into my head,
Iíll say, ďGeoff please find my padĒ,
When weíre out Geoff laughs at me,
Iíll say in my head I have a poem,
I think I can remember it,
To write it down when we get home.
Iíve told you all the memories,
That come into my brain,
But then someone mentions something,
And off I go again.
Some of you may be worried,
That I no longer bake,
Iíve got to keep this skill alive,
For everybodyís sake.
I still love to do my baking,
Anytime I can,
Iíve got a lovely kitchen,
Even at the caravan.
You see I always think of you,
But of course you all knew that,
You do know that we run the risk,
Of getting really fat.
So now Iíve got the solution,
Give it away to neighbours,
They really are so grateful,
And thank me for my favours,
I really canít wait for the day,
When we get back to Shelf,
And Geoff says ďnow itís supper time,Please go and help yourselfĒ.