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At the sea side its that time of the year – your favourite poem

When I was down beside the sea
A wooden spade they gave to me
To dig the sandy shore.

My holes were empty like a cup.
In every hole the sea came up,
Till it could come no more.

by Robert Louis Stevenson

The Ballet

I was invited to a performance by the Royal Ballet
And in all honesty I did not want to go
But I had been invited by a very special friend
Who assured me it would be an excellent show
I was most impressed by the dancing
And the music was the best that I have heard
But the cast must have been speaking in whispers
Because I could not hear a single word
To me this was quite a disappointment
I didn’t expect the cast to rave or shout
But I felt that if I could hear them speaking
I would understand what the ballet was about
I’ll make sure that the experience is not repeated
Next time I’ll make sure that I get a front seat
I’ll fit a new battery in my hearing aid
Which should ensure that my enjoyment is complete
Ron Martin
Nottingham poet
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