An Ode to the Sticky Blue Mat

Oh Sticky Blue Mat where've you been all my life,

When you're not at the table I keep losing my knife,

When the barque's underway and there's a bit of a swell,

There's crashing and banging as it all goes to hell,

You stick to the table; you stick to my plate,

You're a best friend at meal times,

Yes, you're quite a good mate,

But you come to your own when we're lounging around,

Coz you keep our drinks steady and not spilt on the ground.

Steve Frecknell TNS 258