CELIA'S POEMS

            No 78  June 03

            Today I felt like baking,

            But what would be the point,

            I have nowhere to take it,

            I’m stuck here in this joint.

            I keep doing a little bit,

            Just keeping my hand in,

            But Geoff says although he loves it,

            He would like to get thin.

            I’ll dream that it is Saturday,

            And a Shelf day it could be,

            As I can’t do the dancing,

            It’s all of you I want to see.

            Because it’s been a long time,

            When you sign in my book,

            If I’ve forgotten what you’re called,

            I’ll have to take a look.

            Don’t worry, I’ve not forgotten you,

            And you know my day it makes,

            When I can put a buffet on,

            And bring you all some cakes.

            I think it will be interesting,

            To see if there’s a chance,

            When people get up on the floor,

            They’ll remember how to dance.

            Don’t expect Geoff to help you,

            ‘cause all the dances he’s forgot,

            He’s been too busy typing,

            I’ve made him lose the plot.