POETRY CORNER

A laudable quest from series 3 this time, which was brought to an end by undue haste in abandoning a spellbound potential ally.

Cliff and friends from Suffolk’s coast,

Met a jester keen to boast.

With Motley’s magic drinking charm,

The purple water caused no harm.

Through the tiny exit-way,

Brangwen’s challenge made Cliff stay.

 In the kitchen, Mellie’s glee,

Gave food and steps, and passage free.

The serpent’s tongue was long and pink,

Magic made it bridge the brink.

Mrs. Grimwold’s canine moan,

Was soon appeased with juicy bone.

Down the well, the spin was scary,

Then the giant’s foot was quite hairy!

Motley’s riddle classed the doors,

A step was heard ‘midst raven’s caws.

Steps were mimed to bridge the pit,

Merlin’s questions tested wit.

Past the goblins’ hostile stance,

Magic caused McGrew to dance.

Away with undue haste Cliff dashed,

A menacing haunted sword flashed.

Without McGrew to fight the blade,

Cliff’s bold quest was soon dismayed.

With life force gone, the quest was done.

The magic sword had had its fun.