This fine weekend this thrice-beamed man Has driven his metaphorical van From Ecclesall via / a border town non-Voices call obsession / To take in this Pete Atkin show: The Captain of a pirate site He struggles hard to ease our plight With fusillades of fresh insight Delivered through our Windows. A homepage titled with ironical feel Done over grey for text appeal And built with such Birkillian zeal There's little left to tack on: Words and music glorified Memories thrown open wide And this amazing man onside Fantastic anorak on. It must be standing toe to toe With Sylfest Muldal trading literary blows While the pile of MV messages grows That makes it all worthwhile: To us Steve seems an extraordinary guy The reason Carole never said "Goodbye" While Alexis, Andy's household spy's Been full of loving guile. And yes, I've got some worn discs I Need to change and thanks to Steve soon I'll Be queueing up and reaching high For a CD that sounds lovely: Neo-Atkinian quavers will make this day And the thing that's in this parcel may Show we're behind you all the way Believe me, here's the bubbly So Steve and Carole and Alexis too You may be sure we think the best of you So here's a toast from all the crew The assembled Midnight Voices: "Long life, good health and all you wish Maybe for Steve yet another dish And enough domains to establish Yourselves with Three Rolls Royces." You'd guess from how we've made a meal With darting tongues and wits of steel From a depressive critic's maudlin spiel That we were born to borrow: Gone to seed, we ageing kings But retained the taste for brilliant things 'Specially the stuff Pete plays and sings A boon for our tomorrows.
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See also Roy Brown's They Were Robbed for text of poem and image of gift card.
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