In honour of this forthcoming great event Sergeant Saucepan's Barrow Downs Club Band has composed (read plagiarised [img]smilies/wink.gif[/img] ) the following little ditty.
*Ahem*
(To the tune of Being for the Benefit of Mr Kite)
For the benefit of Mr Wight
There will be a party, right
On the Downs.
The Haunted Spirits will be there.
In formal Middle Earthy wear;
Elven gowns!
With Mods and Admins, food and drink,
Awards for the worthy few - a real treat;
In this way for its birthday we honour the Downs.
The worthy Mr Mithadan
Has called us all to come on down
To celebrate.
The Party-fiends will dance and sing
And snack on sautéed Balrog’s wing.
Don't be late!
Messrs B and M assure us all
That this party will be second to none
And, of course, Pan of Sauce dances the waltz.
*Hobbit jug-band instrumental*
The fun begins at dead on nine
When Mr M will give a sign
To start the rave.
And Boromir the Disco King;
Will strut and groove his funky thing
Do the wave!
It being some days in preparation.
A splendid time is guaranteed for all
On the night Mr Wight is topping the bill.
[ April 25, 2003: Message edited by: The Saucepan Man ]
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