Rose Across The Sea

For My Good Friend JoAnn McGrath Not so long ago I was joking with a young lady across sea. I told her that I was a vicar, or at least pretend one. My name was Dodgy Dave the Vicar. A little while later she wrote a poem aptly named, The Vicar Is Quicker. Since then she has written quite a number more. I tell her a funny story about me. No sooner do I tell her the story it appear as a Dodgy Dave Poetry. In the time I have known her not once have, I wrote a poem for her, that rose across the sea. She thinks of me as her big brother. I find that as a compliment you see, as my own real sister does not want to know me. Therefore, I have an adopted one far away from me, a rose across the sea. Therefore, Joann this poem is just for you, from your friend, that Dodgy quicker vicar who rhymes with liquor. A substance he never touches, but I will raise my cup of tea and say again, this poem is just for you, my rose across the sea.