[Roger Slater]

David Copperfield


Am I my life's hero? We'll see
In these limericks if that is to be,
But one clue is vital:
Just look at the title.
That Copperfield fellow? It's me.

Some kids have good lives. I did not.
My dad died and things went to pot.
But the worst part was over
The day I reached Dover
And Betsey, my aunt, named me Trot.

I married a sweet girl who died.
I said I was sorry. I lied.
It was Agnes, my friend,
I betrothed in the end,
And who made me feel happy inside.

[John Whitworth]

Likewise Roger. Yes, I think we can say that 'A Christmas Carol' is a novel.

[Roger Slater]

Okay, then here's a first draft:


CHRISTMAS CAROL

It was Christmas, a season of cheer,
The happiest time of the year
For all, but not Scrooge.
His greed was so huge
That his face wore a permanent sneer.

Love? It meant nothing to him.
"Drown!" he said, "if you can't swim!
To hell with the poor
Who beg alms at the door!
To hell with that boy Tiny Tim!"

But then came a dream as he slept.
Three ghosts paid a visit. He wept.
"For now on I'll be
A good person, you'll see!
Praise the Lord!" It's a promise he kept.