In response to a posting on Twitter saying that Bert Fry should write a poem in support of the campaign to change the name of the pub back to The Bull I have come up with a few limerick-type rhymes. Bert is known for poems that go on and on and on so I may add to this when the muse strikes...
There once was a pub called The Bull
Of regulars it was always very full
Then they changed the name
Which was daft, a real shame
Now it's full of hipsters which isn't very cool
The manager is an Archer called Kenton
But by Lillian Bellamy he was leant on
She brought in some young upstart
Whose ideas upset the apple cart
How I long for the old days, now long gone.
Kenton's wife is the lovely Jolene
At the Bull she is manageress and queen
She sings Country and Western
Always gives it her best turn
And all round the country touring she has been
A regular is Jazzer who's a Scot
When it comes to beer he can drink a lot
On Burns Night every year
His bagpipes you can hear
When he pipes in the haggis nice and hot
I miss my old friend Joseph Grundy
We'd often meet for a pint on a Sunday
He had a ferret called Daphne
And a pony called Bartleby
I hope to see him again, one day.
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