One day Beverley in her fruit shop
Was adjusting her wares on display
When to her surprise, as she lifted her eyes
A young man came in - made her day.
She smiled at the young man so sweetly
As her melons he ventured to touch
She said, “don’t you know, that they’re only for show”
And her knee made contact with his crotch.
As he fell to the floor with a clatter
Thinking that Bev had been rude
He whipped out his card, made her swallow quite hard
He was an Inspector of Food.
As she helped him to rise looking worried
She dusted him down very quick
But the pain that he felt, some way under his belt
Made him look very pale and feel sick.
“I’ve come here today,” he said softly
“In response to your customers’ vote
You’ve got all the range, you never short change
It’s all written here in this note.”
He explained there’d been a competition
From the Town Hall, they’d wanted to find
A shop that was all you could ask for
And Beverley’d won, aint that kind?
He wanted to know from our Beverley
How her entrepreneuring begun
She said, “sit down there and I’ll tell you
How I overcame hardship and won.”
“When I went to school as a nipper
I had no pennies for tuck
My friends all had candy and chocolate and things
But I had no sweeties to suck.”
She went on to explain how she’d ventured
Into Mum and Dad’s bedroom one day
And on opening the wardrobe and gazing inside
So she took down Mum’s dresses, and Dad’s things as well
And laid them all out in a ditch,
Word soon got round, bargains were to be found
She sold them for pennies, the witch.
She then wanted to make some more money
And thought she had found just the thing
She invited kids round, and charged them a pound
Just to stand there and hear young Bev sing.
It wasn’t the singing they paid for
That wasn’t what made them all shout
They all thought it funny, but paid her the money
So she would then let them all out.
As the years rolled on by Beverley blossomed
With a smile that would even melt ice
She’s got a heart of gold, and what’s more I’m told
She’s kind to her cat, aint that nice?
The man sat and listened with patience
Then shook his head from side to side
Her achievements, though good, there was one thing she should
Have to stop before winning her prize.
“When people come into her shop,” he’d explained,
“they were entitled to examine and touch
Her melons, her plums and all of her fruit
Without getting a knee in the crotch.
About the author
Richard Cudlow lives in the south of the United Kingdom and is the author of Overseer, a novel of mystery and intrigue available in all ebook formats.
From the biblical desert of Qumran to the offices of the British Secret Service, a story unfolds to reveal the secrets of mankind’s destiny. Secrets that come to the modern world from the distant past.
This book introduces the world to The Overseer, an extraordinary man armed only with the hidden powers of his mind. Powers that, one day, if he can keep the secret of mankind’s destiny, may evolve to you and me.
Richard also writes verses for personal greetings cards. Just tell him about the person the card is for and he will create a personalised greeting.
Richard may be contacted at
r.cudlow[at]yahoo.co.uk
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