The pole dancers of Norfolk are an interesting band
As they wander the marshes their poles in their hands.
They get wary looks from the folk in the towns,
All dressed up in tunics of olive and brown.
Their poles and their ankles noisy with bells,
Their shoes and their gloves decorated with shells,
Large beards and a penchant to take of the ale -
Likely contenders for a night in the jail.
But all that they do when they’ve had a few drinks,
And before they collapse for a long forty winks,
Is skip up and down to the sound of a drum,
And a flute and a squeeze box played by a chum.
They go this way and that whilst clashing their poles,
With occasional scoffing of crisps and cheese rolls,
The bells tinny noise accomp’nies the dance
As they gallop and trot, and gallantly prance.
They re-enact in their mimes, using the pikes,
The skills of traversing the many deep dykes
That criss cross the Fens to keep it well drained;
History for folk, simply shown and explained.
Why do they do this? It seems very strange
These peculiar people appear quite deranged,
They are doing no harm when they make their poles ‘whack’
It’s enough to be doing it just for the craic ………… I suppose.
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(Avid Readers please note: not all of the above should be taken to be a faithful exposition of Morris Dancing. Or indeed, any of it. Lo,TG Ed)
Stumble It!
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This one might just be a tad disturbing… but I’m going to try put aside the business of poles whacking and stuff, so I can just enjoy the sheer genious that is you.
I bet you thought I didn’t have it in me.
Surprise!
I’m delighted to see you got my thrust Fraccy ……
[Note to self - one day write a poem especially for Fraccy - now what rhymes with Fracarse?]
[..... oooooo, 'farce' is a good ....... as is 'sparse' ..........]
never quite understood Morris men!! & still don’t …;-)
They are beyond the understanding of mere mortals ….. [re: your email - it's Tuesday today - I hope that helps]
lol ….. thank you that does help
Not sure of the year though ……..
oh dear…..
I agree ……. it’s all getting a bit desperate isn’t it? …….. oh well, what can you do ……
wow!! I liked it!
I do love people who are easily pleased ……. tee hee
the prose is, erm…. uh… enlightening…. but i’m still trying to figure out why those men are whacking poles. suspect our congress would find a way to ban it….
It happens all the time over here – I blame the public [private] school system …….
So do I.
Hello Technogran …… now, let’s get down to the nitty gritty, is your mug of orange juice half full or half empty?
Hi DP!A you never visit I decided to visit you!
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These men look like ours “Pauliteiros de Miranda”!
Do you know that I have a new blog where I try to write in english?!Eeheheh!And a shop online called A portuguese love?Of course not!You never visit me!
Do you know that I kept the crackers you send to me and are cracking it next Christmas?Yeahh,me and my sister and nephew!I know,I know,it’s silly…but it’s different!Our Christmas dinner isn’t that funny.In fact I do not like the boiled codfish and potatos and couves…
Hope to see YOU in my NEW blog!
Have a nice holiday!
…. and when we were in Portugal a few weeks ago we didn’t have the chance to visit either *smacks wrist* …… enjoy the crackers – honestly, they are complete rubbish …. tee hee