I was very touched and amused by this poem so I thought I would share it with you
Ginette Corr, Ginette Corr
The Marilyn Monroe of the second Floor
I’m comparing of course, her hour glass figure
and not her brain…which is much bigger.
She’s clever, respected and works with poise.
All learnt whilst working with sex toys!
But she left the thrill of Ann Summers and the law
for contract management what a bore!
Her feminine sway, from meeting to meeting
the grace and the glamour which take some beating
but strip away the charm and class and you’ll find an iron woman,
who’d kick your ass
At any pursuit you’d care to name
you can’t match this amazon for sweat, toil and pain.
Whether paddling insanely in star showered nights.
if a challenge is great, she’ll give it a try,
no river too deep, no mountain too high
no bone too broken, no bruise or blister can ever hold down this intrepid sister
This special person, is bound to go far,
But Turkey and Thailand?…without a car??
So fly to the ends of the earth
giving all monkeys a very wide berth
and keep bananas close to your rear
to ease saddle soreness and hold back the tears….
…and don’t give a thought to us poor office drones
with faulty computers and niggling phones
AND air conditioning, cold or too warm
AND budgets AND spreadsheets AND monitoring forms.
For you it’s the joy of a chemical loo and GPS leading you into the blue
accompanied gently by a clarinet tune (this may no longer be very true)
so….
we wish you good spaces in the far away places
watch the world speed past with the wind in your faces
and come back with tales to make hair stand on end
wearing robes or turbans to start a new trend
This place will never be the same
We’ll never forget ee…ummm…sorry – what was her name?
we know you didn’t want any fuss
but still, we want you remembering us
with no space for big presents or even knickers
we’ve got you instead a small bike sticker!
we’ll miss you Ginette, that’s very true,
Adieu..
Goodbye…
auf wiedersehen…
and all the very best to you our good friend
There was a young girl called Ginette Rode her bike round the world for a bet When her boyfriend, called Gary Suggested they marry She never expected the sweat.
See you Saturday
Bob
Date: Thu, 2 Apr 2015 06:30:20 +0000 To: bobhutton@hotmail.co.uk
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I prefer this to the other poem you have with Ginette in it – defiantly not for posting on this site : )
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Well done Shaun! You said it all for all of us. Goodbye Ginette- we will miss you so much (actually already are) Sorry I won’t be able to be there tommorrow so wishing you the most amazing time this evening- and please come back to us. Xxxx
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