HARRI WEBB
Rampage & Revel
The Lovespoon
In days gone by, a lad too shy
To tell his love too soon
Would by this sign say, Please be mine:
He'd give his girl a spoon.
With tender heart he'd carve each part,
The handle, stem and bowl.
With a deft knife he'd claim a wife
And win her loving soul.
Each symbol clear would tell his dear
The hopes his mind delighted;
The twisted stem meant both of them
Would always be united.
The Wheel vowed work, he wouldn't shirk
To build a cosy nest,
Of luck the crescent Horseshoe spoke,
The Key said home is best.
The Soul, the Heart declared the part
That gladly he'd forgo,
Each little Ball would tell her all
Their children in a row.
The merry Bell of marriage spoke,
He'd lead her to the altar,
The Shield, protection stout as oak,
His faith would never falter.
And as they walked, and as they talked
Beneath the country moon
Her blush would glow, for well she'd know
The message of the spoon.
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