13/09/2025
Poem 4 Billy (on his birthday)
Billy i am proud to call you a mate,
you are great,
your punchlines are often late
but when they land
they make the room rock.
You used to work in theatre, building sets,
but today the set you build is different,
it's literal, ethereal, a corn flakes cereal.
Your genius is a soft caress
that's been around the block
(well, Bircotes, more or less).
Your attention is often sought for
amongst dogs and cats and guinea pig
- and don't tell the wife, Yo' 'll land 'er in hot water,
but in this tough gig called life
I'd trust you as my manager.
Better yet, as sure as your horse wins its bet,
I'd ask you to be my Pat Gallagher.
Start the Car !
