think I am a bit to fast
In telling bout this trip:
So, we'll start from the beginning
And I promise not to skip
One single thing that happened
On that most eventful day,
When the wind blew hard upon the land
And the Ice came in the Bay.
first of all, Frank's engine
On account of being cold,
Refused to let the spark come through,
Or: that's what we were told.
And just as hope had all but gone
Of getting down that day,
She buzzed up through the Narrows
And we were on our way
didn't go around the Head,
But landed at Bridgeport,
And made our way to Paul Small's store,
And there began the sport.
Frank; he bought some oranges
To take home to his son,
While Richard, Dave and Johnny Lane,
Bought biscuits one by one.
store was filled with our gang
From the rear out to the front,
And Ralph said: buy some biscuits Vern
And Vernon said; I won't.
I'm not quite sure what Neville had
But it must be something nice,
And Eric thought so too; but said
It was a cruel price.
was biscuits here and biscuits there,
All sizes shapes and hues,
Resembling everything on earth
From submarines to shoes.
I thing Glen's lasted longest
For the next day when we left town
No sooner had we got on board
Then the box was passed around.
Madge, she didn't stick around
So very long with us,
But mosied off to parts unknown
To try and find a bus.
Her luck was bad and like the rest
Was forced to walk the road.
You should have seen her hop next day,
You'd swear it was a toad.
everyone is mentioned
Except two other folks,
They are brother Elihu and myself,
We went and joined the walk.
We paraded to the citadel
With all the other men,
Where Captain Bonne exhorted
And we then came out again.
fell in line and took our place
Like all good soldiers should,
And since we'd had no dinner
The tea was mighty good.
We spent our time that afternoon
Out visting among
The friends of Moreton's Harbour
Of which there is a throng.
eight o'clock or thereabouts
We once again did meet,
And journeyed to the lodge room
And boldly took our seat;
To watch the show that soon began
For everybody's pleasure,
There were recitations, songs galore
And dialogues without measure.
Glen he had a photograph
A good one too; at that.
Two girls sat behind him
And with whom he chanced to chat
They captured it and kept it
Heaven only knows what for,
But I'll bet right now they keep it
In their bedroom bureau drawer.
me, I parked not far away
From those two sisters sweet,
I thought I'd ease the tension
By offering them a treat.
I offered them a stick of gum,
But they said they didn't chew,
I forthwith ground it up myself
What else was I to do?.
Richard started to complain,
But why, he only knows,
He said something bad had happened
To three of his big toes.
So there it went from bad to worse,
Enough to fill a book,
When someone then suggested
It was time to take a look.
bound next morning;
Just before we reached the land,
A shout went up... a seal ahead
Right there on yonder pan.
And as it slithered in the sea
Well, everybody roared.
We could almost taste the gravy,
But not a gun was on board.
other juicy little bit
I almost forgot to mention,
While some played cards, but Mr. Wells
Of course, with good intention
Made himself a cup of tea,
And with salt he tried to sweeten,
You should have seen his features twist;
Oh: Brother, what a meeting.
this narrative is finished,
And I'm sure you will agree
That the trip to Moreton's Harbour
Must have truly been a spree.
And if anyone is present,
And these lines they do deplore;
There is always plenty room outside
So, just show me the door,
It was time to take a look.