SIX AND OUT

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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