The Ballad of Bostonland

Our last blog until the New Year features a non-seasonal faintly pantomimic ode by Boston's poet laureate Carol Ann Duffer.
We hope it brings a smile to you face, and wish your all the best for Christmas and the New Year.

The Ballad of Bostonland

There once was a place called Bostonland,
A magical place that was oh, so grand.
But the old Queen Joyce
Lost her grip on the crown
And the quality of life
Went down and down.

The horses and carts
Got stuck on the roads.
And often didn't move for hours.
So bad were the jams
That the horse**** piled up,
And roses became the most popular flowers

Then along came a champion -
Richard his name.
And he made this almost incredible claim

"Just vote for me and my men of true grit
"And in one fell swoop,
"and not bit by bit
"I'll sweep away all of this vile old horse****"

'Twas a big and bold plan that had people enthralled,
And 'ere long good King Dick and his team were installed
But they dickered and bickered
And messed up the job.
And soon Bostonland broke out in a sob.

How they cried,
How they gnashed and they wailed:
"You've failed us King Richard."
They railed and they cursed:
"You promised the best
"But delivered the worst."

Not only that.
You said horse**** would go
But what have you done - do you think we don't know?
Despite what you promised you don't care a bit
The vile fruit of the horse
You've replaced with BULL****

We'll be back on Monday January 4th


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