Meeting Report: June 2003

A Bouquet Of Limericks For Melody

by Bill Ardis
EBSTC Member

Of Melody it can be said
She doesn’t let things come to a head
Without thinking them through
For me and for you
And then putting the issues to bed

She’s given herself to STC
For the past year or more, don’t you see
Now she’s retiring
And we’re so admiring
Of the many tasks she’s freed

So that we could laugh and play
And write and ponder the day
As she uses a blender
Preparing an agender
For the meeting to come on a Thursday

So these rhymes do not always come clean
If they do not, don’t be mean
When the poem won’t scan
It’s the words that resist, man!
But the feeling for Mizz Brumis can be seen

So don’t shoot the poet, on no
As he lacked time to grow it, so slow
All nifty and nice
Rhyming cutely and twice
Ending the line with a perfect Oh-ho!

Since the poem’s not about Bill
Let us not, about him, speak ill
As he’s working tonight
Till they put out the light
And the bankers, they close the till

But wait, a word more about Melody!
I wish I were there to say hello-dee
But since I cannot
I sat here to jot
This verse to a woman quite nif-tee

Thanks for your service, dear heart
You are quite wonderful and smart
I now must adjourn
Go sit by a fern
And ponder this writerly art

Which is what brought us together
Our keyboards at Chevron a’clatter
We were rockin’ and reelin’
In service to Sue Phelan
Stirring words that would certainly matter

But let us now end this long clause
Before the audience leaves on their paws
And so, dear Melody
Though nothing rhymes except fellow-dee
Please accept our hugs and applause.