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ALL CLUB NIGHTS CANCELLED DUE TO CORONAVIRUS UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE

UP IN FRONT SINGING -  Poem by  JonJo   

To be special for five minutes

Up on stage singing, out of tune but singing

People watching and listening

They understand, as they will have a go too

The height of fame, you did it, applause

And you watch others as they perform

Pleasure, and more pleasure as you applaud

No regrets, you got up and did it, so did they

The night ends, the night ends well

A night of music and song and friendship

You say goodnight.  The journey home

Tired, exhausted and happy

Next time, yes next time

More songs, more music, more friendship

Daily life, jobs, family, telly

But once again up in front, singing.

ONE FROM CHRIS BROWN

‘Twas The Night Before Christmas:  (Apologies to Clement Clarke Moore!)

‘Twas the night before Christmas at White Horse Folk Club,

Pete Arnel and his dog came straight in from the pub.

He’d had one or two and started singing off key,

His dog started howling, then peed on Pete’s knee.

Lyn and Julie were laughing and fell on the floor,

Crushing Brian’s guitar-he’ll play it no more.

Poor Brian sought comfort from Linden and Pete-

She played piano, he sang softly-how sweet?

Rob , of course, played Dylan-“Mr. Tambourine Man”,

Rose sang John Denver, she’s his number one fan!

Geoff was M.C. – he told jokes (and he sings),

But we all know it’s Maria pulling the strings!

Farmer John was up next with his jokes old and blue,

And Annie tripped over on her way to the loo,

But being a trouper she just started to sing,

And rather amazingly everyone joined in!

Leaders Chris and Derrick were consulting their list.

And Arthur and Ros? Well I’m sure they were pissed.

Sarah and Richard sang a Ralph McTell song.

Then Julian; but his intro just went on too long!

Colin was up next with his song “ Three in One”,

Then Wild Strawberries continued the fun.

JonJo sang of suicide- not much of a laugh.

So Ever Expanding Band finished the first half.

Then Chris and Maria doshed out the mince pies,

“But where is the booze?” the audience cries.

Barry hurried round dispensing wine and good cheer.

But Farmer and Colin said they’d rather have beer.

Dave P. read a poem- not sung but spoken.

Then Alan sang his song about heirlooms broken.

Dave polished his lens- it’s tele-o-scopic,

Then talked of exposures, his favourite topic.

“Oh please put it away!” is what Bryony said,

“Behave and you’ll get a quick flash just before bed!”

Rod played Jew’s harp, as Judy tickled the keys.

Then denim clad Dave’s blues was good all agreed.

Geoff Bowman’s fingers just flew from fret to fret,

And Terry and Jen sang a comedy duet.

Laughter loud and raucous from the audience came,

As usual the “Naughty Corner”, they got all the blame.

Woody reminded us he was a “Lucky Man”,

And poet Geoff cleverly made poignant words scan.

Dream Catcher, Paul and Duncan, they all did their bit,

And as always Val and Steve were a musical hit.

Bob huddled in the corner he looked quite bored.

Geoff firmly gripped his Mervyn Penny Award.

Dave G. and Three United sang Iris Dement,

And all agreed it was an evening well spent.

As we left, an old man in red, came into sight,

Saying “Merry Christmas to all and to all a Good Night!”