POETRY CORNER

We make a long overdue poetic visit back to series 4 now, to join Nicola Cook and her three fellow St Albans girls, whose quest certainly did contain, as Pickle pointed out, more luck than judgment.

From St Albans City fair,

Nicky’s team had wits to spare.

Well, maybe not, but they did best

The spinning wheel and drawbridge test.

With Hordriss, then, a pact was made,

Then on to greenwood’s leafy glade

With Brother Mace, to break some bread,

And hit a killer on the head!

In Oakley’s glade the score was two,

Enough to earn a useful clue.

Nicky trod a golden path,

To bribe Fatilla at Dungarth.

SMALL magic proved all right to trust,

Then Motley used some magic dust

To bring back Nicky’s rightful size,

And then the wellway was the prize.

Into level two with speed,

Nicky soon solved Mellie’s need

To fast escape her wooden jail,

And thereby cease her plaintive wail.

Gundrada made the goblins scream,

Then Nicky’s quest ran out of steam.

Merlin’s riddle stupefied them,

So his magic was denied them.

The riddles of the magic door

Almost proved the team to floor.

But on they went, to wooded plots,

Where Ariadne called the shots.

Bereft of Merlin’s magic spell,

The team inevitably fell.

Because they hadn’t had the knack,

Nicky proved a tasty snack!