A Lincolnshire Lad - Was God A Lincolnshire Lad Poem by Christopher Tye

A Lincolnshire Lad - Was God A Lincolnshire Lad

I was thinking God must be from around these parts,
As Lincolnshire has a bit of everything you see,
Just look around our county and you'll see it's all things to all people,
Wolds, fens, marsh, heathland, woodland and the coast.

I'd nether swap this land of thine for ought,
Mind you there are obstreperous folk round here,
Just have a look at our counties dialects,
You see it varies across our land mile by mile,
All incorporating legacies of our Chaucerian, Anglo-Saxon and Danegeld past.

If you look at our greatest lads and lasses,
You'll find the greatest scientists and poets,
From the great and the good to the misunderstood.

Just look at Grantham, giving us the first WPC in the UK,
As well as the first female prime minister and Sir Isaac Newton,
And look what's been achieved here across this county,
Agriculture and industry as well as world beating technology.

I think God was a Lincolnshire lad like us,
Maybe he was a Louth chap born in Crowtree Lane Hospital,
After all it was the birthplace of The Lincolnshire Rising,
When we thought King Henry VIII got too big for his boots challenging our religion.

But with all sincerity and seriousness,
Lincolnshire is a paradise on this troubled planet of ours,
We're a county that's not perfect but stand and look,
For this is probably the closest there is to Eden in Europe.

And just look at how we have shaped the world,
The Pilgrim Fathers and Captain John Smith,
Matthew Flinders and Sir Joseph Banks to Sir Isaac Newton,
And in the arts and humanities there was,
Peter De Wint, Tennyson, William Byrd and John Taverner.

By Christopher Tye