| PAM AYERS (POET) |
Comfydown Cottage Address Withheld Carryduff Belfast
Dear Pam, My wife Gloria, I’m her husband, have always been big fans of yours. Right since you first appeared on Opportunity Knocks I said to Gloria that lass will go far. My favourite of all your poems must be ‘I wish I’d look after me teeth’- its just so funny. We even managed to see you once on tour as well. Anyway, I digress
My reason for writing is that recently our faithful old dog Rambo passed away and as part of our ‘coping’ mechanism we sat down over several nights and many cups of cocoa and wrote the attached. We are still at a loss as to whether it should be a poem or a song but maybe you could advise. If it was to be a song we were thinking maybe Chris de Burgh would be the sort of person who could do justice to our lyrics.
We appreciate that you are extremely busy but could we ask you to run your expert eye, and the other one too ha ha, over this and let us know what you think. Any advice would be very helpful.
Anyway Pam I will look forward to your reply and all I can say is thank you and ‘I’m glad I looked after my teeth’.
Yours sincerely
John J Marley
PS could you please send me a signed photograph of yourself. Here’s one of our lovely Rambo.
Rambo RIP
Oh Rambo you were our dog Kinda cuddly, brown like a log Friends with almost all Loved to play with your ball
Chorus
Rambo oh Rambo Man and woman’s best friend Your sad little life Has come to an end
Oh Rambo you were our dog That day you fell in the bog You liked chasing vans And biting the postman
Oh Rambo you were our dog Once you got lost in the fog Helped us find home And chewed on a big bone
Oh Rambo you were our dog Everyone looked at you agog You looked rather strange Must have been the mange Oh Rambo you were our dog
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