Four statues

I am going to visit Stan Laurel
Grinning from cheek to cheek,
I am going to rub my hair like him,
And let the silence speak.

I am going to visit Eric Morecambe
Dancing on a windy prom,
I am going to smile in sunshine
And praise where I came from.

I am going to visit Victoria Wood
Warming the human heart,
I am going to be all northern
And bake a Manchester tart.

I am going to visit Fred Dibnah
Tall as a chimney stack,
I am going to get steamed up
And ride his railway track.






Poetry by Christopher Fernie The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2020-07-21 at 21:10

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I'm one ahead of Larry. I've heard of Morecambe & Wise, through reading Stephen Fry. "The soap. It lathers not, neither does it float." And so on.

As always, your poems are prosodically, thematically, and humouristically quite satisfying!
2020-07-22


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
An interesting group. I'd only heard of Laurel until now. Have a great time.
2020-07-21