As I am going to St. Ives…

As I am going to St. Ives,

I meet a man who basket weaves;

when I see him he always waves;

he has a beard, he never shaves;

he keeps some bees, in pretty hives;

he Winters them well, the hive survives;

I met him once again today,

we stopped and spoke, had much to say;

but, we seem to have quite different lives;

I am just a traveller upon the road,

he lives a life and his fame it thrives.

That man I see when I go to St. Ives.

PS St. Ives near Liskeard (of which I speak above) is pronounced St. Eves. #JustSaying

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2 responses to “As I am going to St. Ives…

  1. Oh that’s intersting. Not to be confused with Steve’s.

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