With appoligies to the Yetties

" Now I was a walking in Wareham one day
When I saw a strange couple who sweetly did play
Now one was a folk singer, whose range was so vast,
And the other was a tent peg, that would not hold fast,

Oh Wareham is beautiful as all of us know,
And the rain in the summer makes the ditches overflow,
There is nothing so fine, there is nothing so dear,
As a soggy woolly pully, and vocals so clear !"

Gareth