Ode to Banks Wyllie
The following poem was given to Mr Wyllie in 1976 and to this day has remained anonymous, anyone who knew Banks cannot fail to agree with it.
ODE TO A GROCER
If you've never met Banks Wyllie
You've really missed a treat, He's a little man with a big bald headAnd tiny twinkling feet
He runs the local grocery shop
Which he opens up at eight
Unless he's been out the night beforeThen he opens late
He's very rude to customers
Especially those he knows
If you ask for a tin of salmon
He gives you herring roes
But he really loves the English
And treats them with respect
I think he's jealous of them But why I can't detectHe doesn't know ham from bacon
Of that I can be sure
And he's always trying to muddle meWith a load of Scottish lure
But still I can't resist him
I see him every day
At the moment he's very nice to me Because I've a bill to pay
His home is up in Skelmorlie
A very small estate
And the people living next to him
Have applied for a rate rebate !!!
24 Feb 2010 | 9:00:46
neil smith says
Love it just as we remember Banks. Anything he said or did had everyone laughing and brightened up their day.