Just For The KRAC

With thanks to our former newsletter editor, Gordon Fogg, this collection includes limericks devoted to Club members past and present. It also includes other poetry that has appeared in the newsletter!

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Limerick 1: John McGowan (life-member & former vice-chair)
‘Though John M. sits in our vice chair
Of his vices we’re not aware
His virtues we know
But he has to go
So goodbye and good luck down there
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Limerick 2: Michael Collins
Master-mind of our move to SB
Master Chef, he’s been seen on TV
As a master maths don
He’s second to none
And at Club he’s also our MC
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Limerick 3: Maralyn Scott (former “Sisters Network” co-ordinator)
Most of us knew Maralyn Scott
She was down at the Club quite a lot
But if you missed her
She was little Big Sister
To the lady members we’d got
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Limerick 4: Gerry Smith
His London training went to plan,
Now he’s KRAC’s top marathon man
If you wanted a bet
He can do better yet
Then the banker is that Gerry can!
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Limerick 5: Pete Kyberd
Pete Kyberd’s C.V. clearly shows
More on bionic arms no-one knows
So why in athletics
Can’t he use his prosthetics
To get us four firsts in the throws?
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Limerick 6: Alan Caine
Our press secretary Alan Caine
He’s clearly not one to complain
He’s the strong silent type
And you won’t hear him gripe
Unless Mick Search beats him again!
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Limerick 7: Jose Phillips (former Club throws specialist)
Thirty, ten, fifty’s the goal
For Phillips, our ace-in-the-hole
He gives all he’s got
In the discus and shot
But javelin for Jose … it’s a stroll!
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Limerick 8: Ruth Allen
Great respect our Miss Allen enjoys
As by day teaching skills she deploys
But come training nights
She dons lycra tights
And cruises the streets with the boys
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Limerick 9: Gordon Fogg
Your newsletter editor Fogg
Went out for a cross country jog
In avoiding a dog
He tripped on a log
And he fell face first in a bog
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Limerick 10: Gary Jennings
You’re top man in that green and gold vest
For your points in Division 4 West
Your all round expertise
Plus your hammer PBs
Have ensured Gary J’s been the best
 
You’ll look back on field and track and be proud
Of those pre-nuptial agreements you vowed
For with honeymoon planned
All high hurdling was banned
But one recalls your swinging balls were allowed!
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Limerick 11: Dave Lancaster (Fellow Reading resident!)
Our first Reading link was Dave Lanc.
A link that you’d think I would thank
But he’s too quick for me
As training company
Due to all that drink that I’ve drank!
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Limerick 12: Mick Search (Keen Wolves fan!)
My last line is to blame … that’s for sure
If you think Michael Search must be poor
For you see … it is true
His house name’s Molineux
So he can’t keep the Wolves from his door!
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Limerick 13: Graham Cripps
On a diet of sausage and chips
Of spicy Doritos and dips
On biscuits and cake
He’s thin as a rake
For only whole foods pass his lips
 
But enough of these culinary quips
Hot Chocolates and Chicory Tips
As a pub quizzing buff
He knows this old stuff
But can he tell what the hell rhymes with Cripps?
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Limerick 14: Wiz Bunce
A limerick rhyme for our Wiz
Is what these lines actually is!
That’s wrong insofar
As it ought to be “are”
But critics can mind their own biz!
 
Now back to the subject in hand
Ever since Dubya Bunce joined our band
He’s been really nifty
Belied that V50
But not all races run went as planned!
 
He’ll recall Reading roads that’s for sure
Where he ran ‘til he couldn’t run more
He finished and then
Swore “Never again!”
Where on earth have we heard that before?
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Fate or Physics?
A cautionary tale must be told
Of events (and a bike) that unfold
It concerns Peter K
Who, commuting one day,
Found some cruel dice of fate had been rolled
 
His routine I ought to explain
Involves stowing his bike on the train
To complete such a feat
It folds up nice and neat
Yet reforms with a flick once again
 
Up ‘til then he had wheeled undisturbed
He’d trained back to Oxford unperturbed
Whereupon he bestrode
And his old Brompton rode
But his journey was soon to be CURBED!
 
What occurred, so I’ve heard, on this day
Was that haste had led caution astray
And a momentary lapse
Brought on total collapse …
Led to wipe out as surfers would say
 
So with damage to shoulder and pride
He’ll reflect what deflected his ride
For Newtonian law
Left him there on the floor
And such dictates cannot be denied
 
After this my details are dim
Whither bike? And indeed whither him?
At some stage wounded wing
Was trussed up in a sling
And wounded bike, alas, lost a limb
 
Was it fate or physics caused this mess?
Which culprit caused Peter duress?
What force broke his shoulder
Corrupted his folder?
I’d guess that he couldn’t care less!!
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“CLUBMAN” (dedicated to Paul Jennings)
He’s a javelin hurler
A hammer chain whirler
He heaves that ball from the cage
He’s a local road racer
Sometime steeplechaser
Competing with men half his age
 
He’s a trainer, a trier
A van Oudtshoorn flier
Even a pitcher of tents
He’s a marshall arranger
For certain no stranger
To putting on social events
 
He’s a spiker, a raker
A high-hurdle breaker
Doing the best that he could
He’s a London survivor
Has been our coach driver
But never a stick-in-the-mud !
 
He’s a race-walk winner
A pole-vault beginner
A jumper, a sprinter and more
And ‘though no world beater
Over 5000 metre
He will always add to the score
 
He’s a cross-country harrier
A vaulting pole carrier
A chauffeur to meets far and wide
He’s our track and field leader
A super-vet speeder
There’s little that he hasn’t tried
 
Grandfather and father
He’d probably rather
That line was simply not seen
But for this PB setter
What could serve the Club better
Than three generations of Green!?
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