of every week the job of scribe falls back on Winfield’s head.
He’d like to go to bed at night, but writes words for your reading
“come to bed now Winfield dear” I know his wife is pleading.
Don’t get me wrong - the time he spends, we do appreciate
When Hovel Annie (dressed to kill) upstairs, lying in wait.
He sits for hours pen to paper thinking what to write,
To let you guys, and others, know what happened on that night.
I don’t mind helping out sometimes, but it would be nice to know
That other folks can read and write and give the words a go!
Here goes!
Last night we ran from Christow, outside the Artichoke
It was Archangels birthday hash, the Hare a decent bloke……
Slacker - stepped in and laid the trail, no one was quite sure why
But at last minute, helped out a friend (He is that kind of guy!)
We circled in the car park, numbers were 28
We didn’t start at 7.15, again we’re running late!
A newcomer was welcomed by the GM (that’s me!)
But the doggy introductions done by vice president K.C.
Slacker told us of the trail, that it was laid in flour
Havoc and I both did the shorts and were back in just an hour!
We started up a footpath. The Longs went on ahead
The shorts got lost, ran out of flour, so followed hare instead!
U Bend was shouting “wait for me”, “no way” said Lady Buoy
“He didn’t wait for me last week, the lead I will deploy!”
The trail was long and rocky, the shiggy was quite deep
Through tracks and paths and fields we ran, on trail we tried to keep.
At last we came to sweetie stop, with bags of sweets to choose
Slacker didn’t have a torch, so I gave him mine to use.
He’d lent his torch to Rear Ender, I think hers had run out
So I ran back without a light, quite hard without a doubt!
Avoiding all the potholes and mud you cannot see
Especially when your bladders full - and desperate for a wee!
Back at the pub the fire was lit, an atmosphere creating
Plates of chips and sandwiches upon the table waiting
Nice to see old Joy Stick, and his son called……. whats his name?
Sorry mate, my minds gone blank - but youre welcome all the same!
We hope to see you next week, cos were gunna be back there
Perhaps you’ll come and run this time, as Forest is the Hare.
Tea Pot calls the down downs, and Rent Boy was R.A.
Archangel gets the first one, as it was his Special day.
The 2nd went to Mouldy Dick for getting quite a shock
When holding on to ‘lectric fence to keep in the live stock!
The fact he was enjoying it, made his hair stand curly
looked like a mad professor, he needs a haircut surely?
Our lovely lady Slip on me, gave Tea Pot the filthy shirt
For chatting her up upon the run (he loves a bit of skirt!)
Last but not least our newest Dad Rent Boy Gets the last share
It is tradition to down milk, but the pub had none to spare!
Another fantastic evening spent with lovely friends of mine
And don’t forget your subs next week - YES YOU 69!!!!!!
Onon
Soapy xx
Plates of chips and sandwiches upon the table waiting
Nice to see old Joy Stick, and his son called……. whats his name?
Sorry mate, my minds gone blank - but youre welcome all the same!
We hope to see you next week, cos were gunna be back there
Perhaps you’ll come and run this time, as Forest is the Hare.
Tea Pot calls the down downs, and Rent Boy was R.A.
Archangel gets the first one, as it was his Special day.
The 2nd went to Mouldy Dick for getting quite a shock
When holding on to ‘lectric fence to keep in the live stock!
The fact he was enjoying it, made his hair stand curly
looked like a mad professor, he needs a haircut surely?
Our lovely lady Slip on me, gave Tea Pot the filthy shirt
For chatting her up upon the run (he loves a bit of skirt!)
Last but not least our newest Dad Rent Boy Gets the last share
It is tradition to down milk, but the pub had none to spare!
Another fantastic evening spent with lovely friends of mine
And don’t forget your subs next week - YES YOU 69!!!!!!
Onon
Soapy xx
