THIS WAS WRITTEN BY THE KNIGHT OWLS MUM

CHARLOTTE

A VERY TALENTED LADY THANK YOU.

 

Were on a mission "ROW FOR DOUGH"

Our spirits high were in the flow.

Our oars are flashing were pulling hard

Our bodies aching our shoulders jarred

A keen wind blowing is hampering our rowing

And our robust bodies are puffing and blowing

With our true grit we'll conquer the tide

Or go down fighting, we have our pride.

 

Our rescue boat is standing by

And standing by and standing by and standing by,

Its broken down and come to a stop

The boat is floundering something gone POP!!

We wont be callous and leave it behind

But you heard of the blind leading blind

You would'nt mind but it's so very flustrating

As our final goal we're anticipating

With fingers sore and our arses numb

British Legion friends all, here we come