C Boomer
Club Captain
- Joined
- Dec 17, 2013
A Cricketing Christmas Cracker !
As I roved out one 24th of December
I had in my possession, as I well remember
an old cricket ball to practice my bowling
as I find this more engaging, than simply strolling!
Now bearing in mind 'twas Christmas eve
just what occurred, you'll barely believe,
but listen intently is my earnest entreat
for my story is true, bereft of deceit!
When in position and ready to go
I heard a gregarious laugh and a hearty Hello,
then from the shadows, there suddenly appeared
a gigantic man, sporting a flowing white beard
Slung over his shoulder was a massive cloth sack,
which he set on the ground, from off his broad back
and from it withdrew, a brand new cricket bat
as nervously I pondered, was he doing with that?
He then spoke to me saying, Please sir if you would,
throw me that ball and I'll break in this wood? "
so I ran back and bowled at a very fast pace
at this impostor so alike, the late W.G. Grace
And for all that I knew, he may of well been
for he was the greatest batsman, I'd ever seen,
a very talented fellow, dressed in red and white
who hit every ball with perfect timing and dynamic might!
Then he set down the bat and with a broad grin
said, " Well bowled but next time try spin,
alas, now I must leave, no longer can I stay
and thanks for the game, despite late in the day
For tonight, I have many chimneys to descend
as at this time of the year, children depend,
so please take this new bat, a present for you
also these parcels, for your good family too!
And before I leave, may I further say this
never lose faith in the spirit of Christmas,
for a little imagination is good for the soul
and what is more, can often turn brass into pure gold! "
Then he bid me farewell and with a whimsical wink
instantly disappeared, within an eye blink,
so I set off for home just as it began to snow
and far off in the distance, a voice cried out "Merry Christmas, Ho,ho, ho "
As I roved out one 24th of December
I had in my possession, as I well remember
an old cricket ball to practice my bowling
as I find this more engaging, than simply strolling!
Now bearing in mind 'twas Christmas eve
just what occurred, you'll barely believe,
but listen intently is my earnest entreat
for my story is true, bereft of deceit!
When in position and ready to go
I heard a gregarious laugh and a hearty Hello,
then from the shadows, there suddenly appeared
a gigantic man, sporting a flowing white beard
Slung over his shoulder was a massive cloth sack,
which he set on the ground, from off his broad back
and from it withdrew, a brand new cricket bat
as nervously I pondered, was he doing with that?
He then spoke to me saying, Please sir if you would,
throw me that ball and I'll break in this wood? "
so I ran back and bowled at a very fast pace
at this impostor so alike, the late W.G. Grace
And for all that I knew, he may of well been
for he was the greatest batsman, I'd ever seen,
a very talented fellow, dressed in red and white
who hit every ball with perfect timing and dynamic might!
Then he set down the bat and with a broad grin
said, " Well bowled but next time try spin,
alas, now I must leave, no longer can I stay
and thanks for the game, despite late in the day
For tonight, I have many chimneys to descend
as at this time of the year, children depend,
so please take this new bat, a present for you
also these parcels, for your good family too!
And before I leave, may I further say this
never lose faith in the spirit of Christmas,
for a little imagination is good for the soul
and what is more, can often turn brass into pure gold! "
Then he bid me farewell and with a whimsical wink
instantly disappeared, within an eye blink,
so I set off for home just as it began to snow
and far off in the distance, a voice cried out "Merry Christmas, Ho,ho, ho "
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