Pot luck Lancaster

Facebook tells me this is from a year ago, funny it feels like five minutes ago to me.

Religions fooled us,
we
used to go to the Sunday school
shoeless
clueless about Jesus
I thought
miracles were what mam made

We sang for our supper
at granny’s,
got a cup of cold gravy,
the old lady was going
quite gaga
but
we loved her.

the evening would thrill again
with
Secombe and Milligan
and who
wouldn’t I kill to go back
again?
not sure about that.

© 2017, John Smallshaw.