Sausage Roll

by

Jude Eydmann

Wedding bells are in the air,
James in top hat standing there
Beneath the steeple claims his wife;
The first day of their married life!
The sausage roll observes the day,
(Quite rightly) in a different way
To view all folly he is able
Laughs at us from James’ table
Sees the best man Matthew drunk,
To peanut covered floor he’s sunk
Kissing bridesmaids
Crushing flowers,
And God, that speech went on for hours!
Sausage roll, I do beseech
A pardon for that hopeless speech
A day of hectic length, so mad
But just when I thought that was bad_

Grandads placed beneath the ground
Sausage roll, once more I’ve found
That you have such a truthful view
Wine is plenty, tears are few.
With sombre clothes and solemn face,
Auntie Jo, she sets the pace
"So sadly missed" she says in gloom
And small talk flies around the room
I watch with sausage roll in hand,
And find it hard to understand
How last months "grumpy, tiresome fool"
Is conversation’s priceless jewel.
Sausage rolls and Grandads hearse
In life like this just which is worse?
I have in Life some simple goals_
A life devoid of sausage rolls

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