The Escapade - Mike Batt, Friends

Narration: there was one who was famed for the number of things

He forgot when he entered the ship:

His umbrella, his watch, all his jewels and rings

And the clothes he had bought for the trip

He had forty-tow boxes all carefully packed

With his name painted clearly on each;

But since he omitted to mention the fact

They were all left behind on the beach

He came as a baker;

but owned, when too late-

And it drove the poor bellman half mad-

He could only bake bridecake -for which, I may state

No materials were to be had

I came as the baker on this escapade

I knead the dough, but I can’t look after the bread

The banker does it instead

And although I never feel afraid

Somehow I know

It could be the single worst mistake I’ve ever made

To come as the baker on this escapade