by the NMMC's resident poet
Now Twenty-Ten is here at last,
it’s time to change the scene,
to Lighthouses and Lightships
(where the Diving theme has been).
I could never be a Keeper,
No garden – Don’t like heights;
Then when the evening’s drawing in,
It’s psychedelic lights!!
Group Flash, Fixed or Occulting,
and usually red or white,
(I’m told that it helps a sailor
avoid costly groundings at night)
They all show different signals,
right up & down the coast,
The locals know which one is which,
(at least, that’s what they boast!!)
Let’s hope that the Visitors like it;
flashing’s quite rare in the Hold.
The Museum has never allowed it
(or so I’m reliably told!!)
