When David he came trampling through
Bringing all his gear and crew
Never asking if he could
Or not even if he should.
We looked, assessed this little bloke
Listened to the words he spoke
Then thought we’d better play along
Humour him, then he’d be gone.
Now all these years have passed and we
Hear he is coming back to see
How we have fared, if we are less
You must admire his nosiness
Truth is that Life is much the same
Not much changes in this game
It’s Nature's law that we live by
By Nature's whim we live or die.
Tony Gardner
