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Poetry Corner

A possible scenario for TV documentary lauding the charm of 'Knees'

'I think that I shall never see

A poem, lovely as a knee.

A knee whose bony structure's play

Will only let it bend one way,

A knee, which intrudes upon my thoughts

When I imagine you, in shorts.

A knee that peeps above a sock,

A knee that with its mate can knock

Except mayhap, when legs are bowed

Through riding, or too great a load;

A knee, which prompts a verse of sorts,

When I imagine you, in shorts.

In short, a knee, the like of which

Is only seen, 'neath t'other britch.

And filthy strangers stand and stare

When they perceive you have a pair - A pair - alike as dried out peas,

A pair of clean-type - British Knees.'

Music:- 'Land of Hope and Glory'**

"Insist on British Knees,

They're best in the Long Run

Look for the Colours on the Cap"

End.

*Based upon the well-known, and wellloved song, 'Trees', (1914) by (Alfred) Joyce Kilmer (1886-1918)

** Chorus of 'Pomp and Circumstance March No 1'By Sir Edward Elgar. (1857 - 1934)

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