It was the SAMS conference,
I thought I’d go along;
with a refundable deposit,
it was going for a song.
A bunch of delegates,
called the Harrow Reprobates,
caused discernments and debates
amongst the non-initiates.
Oh the stories we shared!
The flesh and souls that we bared!
We were shocking at times,
but always we cared.
The Harrow Reprobates!
Dare I call them my mates?
An amazing confluence
of weird incongruence!
Not a calming influence!
Do you wish to know more?
The details, the gore?
Come along next time;
see what lies in store.
March 2019
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