Our MD’s Birthday Poem

We helped our MD, Gail, to celebrate her 60th birthday when we were in Harrogate and Sue Higgins read out the following brilliant poem:

Barbershop Baby Boomer

The task to write an ode to Gail
Is sure to make me ponder
For will I go beyond the pale
Or fill you all with wonder?

In Leeds she made her start in life
And kept the faith in song
The White Rosettes did claim her heart
With associations long

She has some roots in Irish dance
Some moves she could enhance
I think Mick Flatley missed a cue
She missed Lord of the Dance

To Spain, a life of fun and sun
With quantities of wine
To sing a chorus must be found
It didn’t take much time

The Velvs was tried and SABS was born
Success ahead just dangles
Well, we know the rest, a move was made
Gail joined the lovely Spangles

With TBH she lent a hand
MD to all the team
They won a bronze, so good for them
It surely made them beam

We’ve been to contests, practised hard
In Benidorm we stayed
Gail’s room performance in her bra
Can never be replayed

We love to sing and to perform
Our audience to stun
With Gail, our mentor, our MD
Double gold, pursued and won

President of SABS is no mean feat
Hard work and hours long
But Gail’s promotion of our craft
Deserves the biggest gong

Well, I am sure we all agree
She is our friend, our buddy
A mum, a wife, a daughter too
and not a fuddy duddy

So, now to Birthdays, sixty’s here
We need to raise a glass
A Happy Birthday, Gail, my dear
A Gradely Yorkshire Lass!

Sue Higgins
October 2014

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