{I’m The Poet LaureateĀ of Partridge IslandĀ 

1821 – 2021

A lot of stuff have I seen

A lot of stuff to report}

I see the sea

I see the land

For these 200 years

It’s all been grand.

(Not Grand Manan

(That’s another place

(Far closer to the sea)

Today I wait for a bus

To roll into Saint John Town

A motorized bus

No horse to be found

Such new things I see

And have seen

From my lighthouse perch

Between the flashing beam.

Gotta Girlie on that bus

Cute as a button

And smart as a tack

Old Saint John Town

Is lucky to

Have her back.