Post by Administrator on Jun 28, 2020 5:18:16 GMT
BIRNBECK IS A LADY
This island rock stands alone,
Empty buildings – no one’s home,
Pity then the awful waste,
Like a lady too darn chaste.
Come my friends court her dearly,
Build esteem, bedeck her clearly,
Nurture her she’ll glow and shine,
Beauty growing most sublime.
Such a phoenix from the ashes,
All embracing to the masses,
Along her pier, beloved, waiting,
Weston’s jewel – scintillating.
Capt. J.Earl
BIRNBECK ISLAND PIER
This ancient rock still proudly stands,
Mid`st ebb and flow by Weston Sands,
In it’s heyday host to steamers,
Calling here decked out with streamers.
Entertainment – high spring tides,
Victorian evenings, lots besides,
Now my friends this is the story,
We`d like it back to former glory.
Connected to the land by pier,
`Tis been unused for many a year,
Except for answering mayday`s flare,
Brave men launching lifeboats there.
Let us too respond to calls,
Encourage life around it`s walls,
Give it heart and pulse anew,
Then stroll the pier – it’s good for you.
Joe Earl
This island rock stands alone,
Empty buildings – no one’s home,
Pity then the awful waste,
Like a lady too darn chaste.
Come my friends court her dearly,
Build esteem, bedeck her clearly,
Nurture her she’ll glow and shine,
Beauty growing most sublime.
Such a phoenix from the ashes,
All embracing to the masses,
Along her pier, beloved, waiting,
Weston’s jewel – scintillating.
Capt. J.Earl
BIRNBECK ISLAND PIER
This ancient rock still proudly stands,
Mid`st ebb and flow by Weston Sands,
In it’s heyday host to steamers,
Calling here decked out with streamers.
Entertainment – high spring tides,
Victorian evenings, lots besides,
Now my friends this is the story,
We`d like it back to former glory.
Connected to the land by pier,
`Tis been unused for many a year,
Except for answering mayday`s flare,
Brave men launching lifeboats there.
Let us too respond to calls,
Encourage life around it`s walls,
Give it heart and pulse anew,
Then stroll the pier – it’s good for you.
Joe Earl