time When  I make up a silly rhyme To celebrate my first date To my boyfriend John, a suitable mate! ~ There've been times of fun and distress And times when we've been in a terrible mess But through it all we have come To value each other as a chum! ~ Our ventures have been amazing too From rambling through mud to holidaying in Looe But there is one event we both remember For it occurred one wintry December ~ A party on a barge it was supposed to be To eat, drink, dance and be merry Alas the barge was very poor With broken lights and a tatty dance floor! ~ We sat at our table in total gloom As people whirled around the room We looked at each other and whispered a thought A plan to escape is what we sought ~ Suddenly a shout came from above "A pub ahead, lets stop guv" The barge slowed down by the bank We peered through the window and our hearts sank ~ From what we could see there was no pub Just a steep bank of yukky mud When we asked where we were going We were told "to the pub where the beer is flowing" ~ The barge moored, we disembarked Onto the bank where it was cold and dark Scrambling through mud and over a fence I laddered my tights and grazed my legs ~ We found the pub with some delight But on entrance, oh