We have a Vicar from the south <br />Who preaches with his mouth <br />His sermon for the Day <br />Was to make the people stay <br />The darkness was too much <br />But being a Vicar that was silly <br />He burnt his hand on the tilly <br /> <br />By Derek Lewry aka Papa Bear <br /> <br />25 May 2008 <br /> <br />Note: This poem was written about an incident that happened to me on Sunday by the Mayor of the Western Town I belong to, Papa Bear (Derek Lewery) . <br /> <br />I was lighting a Tilly lamp to lighten up my church as we have no electricity. The lamp went out and when I tried to relight it, the lamp looked like it was going to topple over so I reached to steady it and burnt the palm of my left hand. Instead of seeing the light I felt the pain. I did the service with my hand wrapped in a cold wet towel. <br /> <br />Please leave a comment on passing as all your comments will be passed on to Papa Bear. <br />David<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-burning-question/
