That Night in Devon

Inspired by and written for #Writephoto – thank you, KL

Lilydog and I have just got back from her plod and spent a few minutes watching a tractor cutting back the field on his small holding by the park. Tractors, or trakERs as is said around here, always remind me of a barn dance talent thing I did with Gabbie when we did a rather risqué take on The Wurzels – more oooh errrr than ooh ahh. Ahhh I’ve been a west country boy too long

That Night in Devon
Form: Free Verse

Raising money for the memorial hall
he’s calling do si do
dancing in line
before the show
that weekend in Devon
with the scrumpy there to be drank
and with zider speaking we said
we’d give it a go
your swirling red dress and lace petticoats
me in jeans and a checked shirt
it all started so well
my combined harvester could be yours for a kiss
and verse one and two
we stayed lyrically true
but after that it was clear
I was the worse for the drink
so far gone I was obviously more than a bit pissed
when down the mike I sang
sang?
yeahp, I was half-cut
as the words hit the sounds
“hey love, I’ll let you ride my bike
if you show me your knickers”
and you did

Yeah, some things don’t change

©JezzieG2022