Upon my shoulder I’ll wear this crest,
Which was given to me by the best,
When I look at it ill be reminded of she,
And remember her loving and support she has given me,
I first met this lady my serving her supper,
Of which was made by a funny looking man called Roger,
Every time I see her she gives me a gift,
And the last one really gave me a lift,
The gift gave me inspiration to write this poem to give her a cheer.
But I beg u not to pay me a tear,
When my moral gets low my mind goes far away to a happier place,
And I want you to know that next to me there is always a space.