We have a Vicar from the south br Who preaches with his mouth br His sermon for the Day br Was to make the people stay br The darkness was too much br But being a Vicar that was silly br He burnt his hand on the tilly br br By Derek Lewry aka Papa Bear br br 25 May 2008 br br Note: This poem was written about an incident that happened to me on Sunday by the Mayor of the Western Town I belong to, Papa Bear (Derek Lewery) . br br I was lighting a Tilly lamp to lighten up my church as we have no electricity. The lamp went out and when I tried to relight it, the lamp looked like it was going to topple over so I reached to steady it and burnt the palm of my left hand. Instead of seeing the light I felt the pain. I did the service with my hand wrapped in a cold wet towel. br br Please leave a comment on passing as all your comments will be passed on to Papa Bear.