When the pen takes control.

This story which I shall now relate

of an abbey on an island in a lake

and the tale of a generous potentate

who’s dead wife in the church was laid

so bequeathed to the abbey her silver plate

a gift much welcomed by the old prelate

that was put in the charge of an initiate

but he with the silver did absquatulate

hoping that by night he could escape

then mindful if captured of his likely fate

he left the treasure at the gates

As I sit upon the harbour side

from this picture it would appear

that though I’m eager to imbibe

and I have a bottle of beer

the main problem is clear to see

a bottle opener is what I need