Six and Out
The pitch was only smooth in parts;
It sank at either crease,
And motor vans and bakers' carts
At times disturbed the peace.
The bowlers found it hard to hit
The lamp-post's slender stem,
The broader wicket, opposite,
Was cleared at 6 p.m.
It was a keen, determined school,
Unorthodox and free;
Harsh circumstance oft made the rule,
And not the M.C.C.
The scorer, seated by the wall,
Kept up a fire of talk;
He was both umpires, crowd, and all,
And plied a busy chalk.
So, standing, musing on the scene,
I let the moments pass:
How well he drove it to the screen .....
And then-the crash of glass!
I watched the players as they ran,
And heard, while yet they fled,
The loud voice of an angry man,
The law's majestic tread.
-G.D.Martineau
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