[Boris]

The New ‘BB’ !

Everybody’s heard of ‘Cheers’,
The Boston bar that sold those beers,
The people there who came and went,
Spending money – sometimes the rent.

Well now it seems WE need a place,
Where anyone can show their face,
For ‘winding down’ and ‘chilling out’,
For chatting and a jovial shout,
To tell their troubles,
Share some fun,
When trials of the day are done.

So welcome to the new ‘BB’,
Where I hope you’ll all be pleased to see,
Friend BORIS standing by the pump,
Your host, your barman…that made you jump !

So take a glass of wine with me,
A sip of cider, sup of beer;
Gin or whiskey, make you frisky,
A drop of rum to warm your tum.

Or Adam’s ale if you prefer,
Martini that you shake not stir,
Juice of apple, orange, grape,
All will help you keep in shape.

The ‘Kiss of Death’ has gone at last,
To ‘Boris’s Bar’ you all must pass.
I’d thought to call it ‘Sailors Rest’,
But the ‘Barmy Army’ though it best,
To NOT exclude them from the fun,
For they’ve been loyal troops each one.

So now to meet at Boris’s bar,
However you travel however far,
We’ll meet up here come rain , come shine,
And have ourselves a…
RIGHT GOOD TIME !

Cheers one and all .
See you here tomorrow !