22 Mar 22'
"Oh Mort, he taught
us how to forge
and his biscuits were gorge.
We went at it hammer and tongs,
Mort was there to right our wrongs.
Tap it gently ? no give it some welly,
they make it look so easy on the telly.
Bend it this way, then bend it back,
tap it gently ? No ! Give it a whack.
Stoke the fire don't let it die,
a forge is no good if the heat's not high.
Blacksmithing, would I recommend it ?
Only with Mort there to help you comprehend it.
We had a fab day, Mort was a most excellent tutor and a real bright spark ! My other half managed to make a tripod for a fire pit, I made a moose loo roll holder - every home needs one ? and a snake towel rail - every home one of them as well. Can't recommend him highly enough."
Firebird Forge responded:
"What can I say! Thats definitely the first and finest poem that has been written for a blacksmithing day. Thank you Sue, both for the wonderful review and the fun you both brought to my forge. It was a great day, again, many thanks, Mort."