Friday, March 30, 2007
GUY FAWKE'S DAY - November 5th
I always loved his time of year
When I was just a lad,
When Guy awke's day would rol around
What fun we youngsters had.
Guy Fawkes was no concern of ours,
Or the plot he did conspire,
But this we knew, November fifth
Was the night for our bonfire.
Right after school each day we'd work
With ardour you'd admire,
We'd chop small spruce and balsam fir,
And pile them higher and higher.
And when at last the evening came
With weather fair and dry,
Both boys and girls would gather 'round
To watch the sparks fly high.
That ight on many a knoll and hill
In really grand display,
Bonfires would flare and youngsters cheer
That's how we kept Fawke's day.