I’ve heard of a rainbow,

But never a snowbow.

I’m not sure if it’s right,

When water’s made white,

And falls froze through the light,

Does it still refract rays?

Does it split them in ways

To form orange and red and yello and bue,

Green, ultraviolet and indigo too?

Once upon a time there were three small pigs who worked for Lidl Supermarket. Where they worked won’t be terribly significant again for the rest of the story, but it’s one of the things that they had in common and it’s how they met… so it’s a useful starting point.

A great man named Jim,

Who had visited Mars

In a spaceship he’d built up

From broken down cars,

Could not become famous

Because of his face…

Once there was a cow,

Whose name was Jersey Red,

And if you ever spoke to her.

MOO was what she said…

The story of how Saint Patrick brought forth a miracle from God to rid Ireland of its rampant snake infestation problem... and then used a simple shamrock to help the Irish people to understand the mystery of The Holy Trinity. This is a little extract from a Saint Partick's Day Zoom Show performed by Kyle James Riley and I over Zoom, a couple of years ago for Riverbank Arts Centre. :)

When once in some long grass I fell,

“Snail,” I asked, “what’s in your shell?”

“Well,” said she, with half a grin,

“it’s hard to say… just come on in.”