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Welcome to July's Poet's Corner.

It is hard to believe that half of 2006 has already passed but we have had some nice warm sunny weather though.
The day of Heacham Open Gardens was particularly warm -
it was lovely to chat with people.
I have been asked if Sylvester the scarecrow did meet a mate at the Festival so one of the poems this month tells how it went for him.
Hope you like it.

Thanks to Anne Oakman for her poem about Heacham. Anne lives just outside London and loves to have holidays here.
 

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Bye for now.
DOREEN
 

 The Diary of Sylvester the Scarecrow
by Doreen Reed
 

The Scarecrow Festival was fun

Tho’ I didn’t find a mate

Some folks stopped by and said hello

As I stood by the gate

I know my dearest maker

Tried to make me look my best

She bought some air-filled plastic bags

And padded out my chest

A pink carnation for my coat

I was feeling rather great

‘til the flower pin stuck in my chest

and I started to deflate

I stood there in the morning

Watching scarecrows as they came

Some dressed like human beings

And labelled with a name.

There was one female with long blonde hair

She really was a beauty

I bet she hadn’t stood outside

For weeks on scarecrow duty

A display by Heacham Twirlers

There were games, stalls and Ice Cream

A really lovely afternoon

So well Done, Beth and Team

All afternoon Joe Mcaffrey

Sang songs we love to hear

I’m hoping there will be another

Scarecrow Festival next year

Heacham a Little Bit of Bliss
By Anne Oakman   (EN7)

I picked up The Newsletter
and noted the crime
Good job you don't live
In EN7 or EN9
With a murder here
And drug dealer there.
Our children get 'stop and searches'
Which are mostly unfair.
The M25 is a manic 24/7
When we get to Heacham
Its a little bit of Heaven.
Our kids stand around
In their particular crews
It because they have
Nothing to do!
When we get to Heacham
Its absolute bliss.
Thank you kind Stella
If you go and print this!