Followers of Rupert 2014
The Bard slept soundly in his grave
But saw in dream a friendly wave
What can that be that comes this way
He says to wife Anne Hathaway
Legs cross gartered yelleeow
That must be Malvolio
The Bard was wrong despite his stare
Whom did he see – twas Rupert Bear.
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Warwick Castle glowers down
On to its charming little town
It's menace lifts when it does hear
Rupert and Friends are drawing near
The stony keep all sad and cold
Sees all the Followers, young and old
And just once a year within it's rule
Sees jolly friends at Warwick School.
The Avon glides slow on its way
It counts its Swans each and every day
When August comes its sums are wrong
There's one more Swan that's come along
Warwick's coat of arms boasts bears
But look at what the centre wears
It's cross of red with yellow shield
Greets Rupert just across the field
Look at the coat of arms – what's missin'
Could it be a tubby Griffin
If Avon's source was Yorkshire dell
Then by a Beck could Rupert dwell
And in its stream in calm repose
Could Rupert gently dip his Toze
But to its end this verse must hurry
And you've guessed this time its Murray
Who we thank, with all the rest
Who made this meet the very best
Contributed by Cliff
(Published 20th Apr 2016)
