The Burning Question

We have a Vicar from the south Who preaches with his mouth His sermon for the Day Was to make the people stay The darkness was too much But being a Vicar that was silly He burnt his hand on the tilly By Derek Lewry aka Papa Bear 25 May 2008 Note: This poem was written about an incident that happened to me on Sunday by the Mayor of the Western Town I belong to, Papa Bear (Derek Lewery) . I was lighting a Tilly lamp to lighten up my church as we have no electricity. The lamp went out and when I tried to relight it, the lamp looked like it was going to topple over so I reached to steady it and burnt the palm of my left hand. Instead of seeing the light I felt the pain. I did the service with my hand wrapped in a cold wet towel. Please leave a comment on passing as all your comments will be passed on to Papa Bear. David