The NCVs all cheered this week as their leader, Liz, made a welcome re-appearance after her recent time on sick leave. "Hurray!!" they all shouted. "No more bossy Ros in charge." After they had calmed down, Liz outlined their task for the day - namely the need to manage the overgrown willow structures near to the Millennium Green scout hut.
Finally - a 'pome' written by Tony, our very own bard, written in response to hearing the reason for Liz's recent absence.
Liz’s appendix.
We know that on Tuesday we’re getting Liz back
It isn’t as if she’s been given the sack,
It’s just her appendix that’s caused all the pain
But now that bit’s gone she’ll be with us again.
There’s a worrying thought that has kept us awake, We know operations can be a mistake,
The surgeons are human and sometimes mis-treat;
We can’t have Liz back if she’s now incomplete.
We don’t want to find that they’ve fobbed us all off
With less of the Liz, than the Liz we waved off.
We’ll count all her fingers, then count all her toes,
Her eyes, then her ears, has she still got a nose?
The bit that they’ve taken we trust is correct.
If they’ve taken the wrong bit we’re bound to object.
But if she’s all there (in a manner of speaking)
No need for some more anatomical tweaking,
We’ll thank the good Lord on our bended knees
That she’s not lost her other appendices.
Tony