The Big Dipper

Posted on : 19-12-2009 | By : markjames | In : Poetry

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The Big Dipper

A day out for the hard-working
And the coach was now speeding
Toward Blackpool to see the sights
The Golden Mile and the lights!
The lads and lasses laughed and sang
A very happy carefree gang

A shy girl who seldom spoke
Began to chatter and tell a joke
Everything was spinning round
Her feet no longer on the ground
The glass of ale had found the spot -
And now (poor dear) she felt quite hot!

In good spirits they left the coach
A welcome breeze on the approach
To the noisy but exciting fair
A race to climb the wooden stair
For a white-knuckle waltzer ride
Huddled together side-by-side

A handsome man took the money
Then whispered, I love yeah honey!
(As he did to all the young girls)
Whilst spinning them in endless twirls
The voyage was a five-minute trip
Aboard the captain’s pirate ship

Dart-throwing contests and silly
Pictures taken with our Millie
Sliding down the helter skelter
Here comes the rain, must find shelter
Inside the warm Penny Arcade
Take tea and scones freshly made

Should you decide come afternoon
Tiffin has arrived for you too soon
Why not try and have a grapple
With a sticky toffee apple
A deep-fried doughnut then across
To where the man sells candy floss

Crazy antics at the seaside
Children wait for a donkey ride
Sandcastles and shells on the beach
The Tower is within easy reach
Cuddly bears and kiss-me-quick hats
All Guest Houses have WELCOME mats

The barrel organ’s booming sound
Dodgem cars the merry-go-round
The crowd they have just one last wish
To eat a plate of chips and fish
The mayor turned on those famous lights
All was grand there had been no fights

Aboard the coach the merry crew
Had nut brown ale and Irish stew
The lady in her summer frock
Had won a stick of Blackpool rock
That was in fact the bulls-eye prize
A sticky, sweet, pleasant surprise!

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