I’d go for something by Herb Alpert & the Tijuana Brass

to start with, as folk filtered in;

set some off sniggering.

Then Jammy Smears, in full.

Ivor would have loved that,

gleefully noting the increasing unease

that imbued the occasion;

sobriety lost to a rousing ensemble version

of Squeeze Bees.

For those wishing to observe traditional reverence,

Ne M...

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