celebrating and creating our own LGBTQI+ history in honour of Sheila McWattie

Day seven

The party that never was..

Was there a party?

Wasn’t it just a chat, few old muckers chewing the cake: 

Ah yes sorry, I meant to say ‘chewing the cud.’

And someone bought some booze!

This wouldn’t have gone on if I was there.

I was! I was there?

Oh crikey yes….  Malbec does go to the old brain just a touch.

Just remember to keep all this hush hush.

Haha just had a sizzling thought;

Spiffing wheeze that girl pretending to be on the telly… just had to post that out to some chums; what a gas.

Just remember to keep all this hush hush; 

think of the party and my PM’ship,

no rocking the boat and all that.

And when this affair is all over, 

we’ll be the party to party once more!

Peter C- hill

Whitstable

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  1. fioxirose's avatar

    slapstick satire from Peter, thanks

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