Aw sir, it’s not fair
Brian Fay comes first in everything!
We were walking up from t’ park
After school sports day’s lark
And me with medals all bestrewn with bling
The lad’s complaint were true
But what can I do?
I try my best in whatever must be done
And yes I do come ‘fust’
I try I feel I must
We’re all the same its just I’m number one
Top of the class in class
Fastest when we run
Captain of the football team as well
Prize for best handwriting
(How did I manage that?)
Captain too at cricket that was swell
I never felt above them all
I never felt apart
It was just what I did and how it fell
I didn’t get a big head
I didn’t lose my friends
Someone’s got to do it what the hell
Never made no difference
Among that Lanky crowd
For they knew mettle when it came t’ crunch
All the children in that school
Lovely kids nobody’s fool
I’m glad I spent my days one of that bunch
Brian Fahy
25 May 2021
Erris Poetry 