Christine Bovill’s Edith Piaf

Went to a show
With someone I know

To hear a singer
A vocal dead ringer

Christine Bovill was her name
Edith Piaf was her flame

In French she did impart
Emotional songs from her heart

With such power and feeling
She left the audience reeling

An amazing performance inspired by a ghost
From someone who loved her more than most

A lady who came over to talk

Stopped while out for a walk
By a lady who came over to talk

She was old and wore formal dress
Next to her I looked like a mess

She said this bad weather was our own fault
And it was up to us to make it halt

She had tried but they did not pay attention
They were following an opposite direction

Then a plane appeared in the sky
She pointed and said why

Planes seemed to follow her around
She worried they’d drop something on the ground

Then she said goodbye
And left with a puzzled look in her eye

A Lady’s Story

A lady I met
Out in the wet

Told me her story
Of life and it’s glory

Of Leith’s cinema fame
State, was its name

Of her soldier man
Back from Suez, with a plan

Trousers were her desire
But forced to ware skirt attire

Her life seemed good
As we stood

But as we parted on our way
She just had to say

He’s long gone now
He’d taken a vow

A Mason so proud
But she said out loud

Today,he would not get away
With what he did that day