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SINGING TIMES

 


SINGING TIMES

 

-         Mike Jenkins (U.K.)

 

 

When I was sixteen

I became a bass-baritone.

Seemed like the day before

I’d been a boy soprano 

Performing ‘Once in Royal David’s City’

And my mother all ready

To ship me off to King’s College school

(Except, we never had the money!).

 

Apart from sleeping in the crypt

Of Coventry’s new cathedral 

( More like a Halloween trip),

The best times of our school choir

Were the annual carol treks

(Back then , Christmas was yearly).

 

That’s when we’d walk together

In the streets by our Grammar

Singing ‘Once in Royal….’ ( that again!),

‘Good King Wenceslas’ , ‘In the Bleak Midwinter’….

Lots of good seasonal cheer!

 

With our dripping candles

We were far more interested 

In spying bedroom windows 

And , of course, the terminus 

Of the Head’s house with hot mince pies.

 

But I was always singing anyway :

One girl I fancied

Serenaded with ‘Bridge Over Troubled Water’

As I morphed into Art Garfunkel 

And my hair began to curl.

Sang ‘West Side Stories’ to an audience of one :

Our cat hid under the sofa.

 

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