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Tracey Keeling Poem
Here's a good question - What would YOU do
If a plane you were sitting in, travelling to
Some hot sunny beach or a swimming pool blue
Suddenly started to shake and to shiver?
Making its passengers tremble and quiver?
I know what I'd do 'coz it happened to me!
I stood up and shouted loud, "I need a wee!"
Then I ran to the toilet and locked myself in
(with the passengers yelling and making a din)
And when the plane started to dip and to dive
And everyone wondered if they would survive
I pushed a small button that looks just like this:
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A button so small it is easy to miss
A button so secret, so magically cool
A one-in-a-million life-saving tool....
One push - and excitement swelled up in my heart
As I thought of the fun that was going to start!
"EVERYONE, SIT IN YOUR SEATS RIGHT AWAY!",
the air hostess yelled, "LET THERE BE NO DELAY!"
Then out of the loo came a deafening ROAR
As all of the gases contained in that store
All of the passengers' trumps and their boffs
Their parps and their toots and their sly trouser coughs
All blasted at once through that hole where we flush
Exploding as one in a great smelly rush
And powered us forward, up out of the dive
And set us on course, and kept us alive.
This tale has a moral; I'll tell it to you:
Always deposit your gas in the loo
Not only does it keep the smell locked away
It also might be a life-saver, some day.
Copyright © Tracey Keeling | Year Posted 2017
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Tracey Keeling Poem
A glorious azure summer sky,
Triumphant with its blazing sun
Bestows the land with warmth and life
And lifts the hearts of everyone.
The Village fete is on today!
Come young and old, come rich and poor
To hear excited children laugh
To see old friends; perhaps make more…
Bright bunting in a breezy dance
Adorns each stall, gazebo, tent
And - while young Alice hooks her duck -
Delights in tickling Grandad’s head.
A glance beyond the Pivy doors
Reveals mouth-watering history
Through cakes and treats Great-Nan lives on
This recipe, her legacy.
Tradition swells – its Best in Show!
With pride and honour both at stake
Who’s miniature garden is the best?
Who’s bread will win the ‘Boys that Bake’?
There’s Wang the Welly, Splat the Rat
A barbecue to satisfy
There’s Guess the Weight and Lucky Dip
And Pimms and Beer, should you feel dry
The smiles and laughter fill the air
And filter up into the blue
And somewhere maybe, reach Great-Nan
Who sees her cake - and smiles with you.
Copyright © Tracey Keeling | Year Posted 2017
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