T Wignesan Poet Limerick

Limerick: Once a Privy Counsellor At Lord's

Limerick : Once a Privy Counsellor at Lord’s

Once a Privy Counsellor at Lord’s*
Watched a bowler* throw balls like gourds
Convened judicial com.*
Summoned bowler to come  
And sentenced him to eat bitter gourds.

Lord’s : The Mecca of cricket grounds in London
                where the Marylebone Cricket Club has 
	    its seat.
bowler : The player who lances the ball at the
	     batsman ; yet during the act the elbow 
	     must not be bent – at the risk of being 
	     called by the Umpire a « no ball « , that is,
	     even if the ball hits the wickets and the 
	     bails are dislodged, the batsman is not
	     given « out.».
*Judicial Com(mittee) of the Privy Council, the highest
	Court of Appeal in England (and the former 
British territories) until the Supreme 
	Court was set up in 2010 to hear some appeals.  
The Privy Counsellor/Councillor
	is a Member of the House of Lords and a judge.	

©  T. Wignesan – Paris,  2013

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Delysia Hendricks April 13, 2013 at 7:31 AM hahaha. Nary a fairer sentence there ever be. Nice one, Wignesan. :) T Wignesan April 13, 2013 at 2:26 PM I can see, you grew up watching your compatriots slam leather-bound-cork over the boundary line. That's why I need to furnish notes - for American readers. Okay, I nominate you to the SC. "Bitter gourds" are quite common out in the East. I wonder if they are in the US. Every good wish and many, many thanks. Wignesan