Mavis' 70th Birthday
In the Bible, way back when
The age was known as three score, ten
This was the allotted span
For all the Sisterhood of Man.
But not our Mavis, she’s too young
To think the final fling’s been flung.
She used to visit for folk’s health
A worthy cause not made for wealth
But when the time came to retire
She said, Not me, my aim is higher.
I’ll improve myself by degree
Via Open University.
The Eiger crew know she’s a whiz
Whene’er it comes to Bampton’s quiz
And on a bike she has no fears
Outpacing all without their gears.
The Witney road gave us a scare
A belt she got, no bag of air.
Her ribs were worse than that day when
She shared a leg with that great Ken.
But she bounced back, we’re pleased to say
And wish her now a great birthday!