British Go Journal No. 55. March 1982. Page 26a.
Pity the Club Secretary sitting all alone.
Go is meant for two: you cannot play it on your own.
"I couldnt get along last week."
"I went to hear Roy Jenkins speak."
"We all would certainly have come if only we had known."
Pity the Club Secretary putting out the sets.
Will there be two, or four, or six tonight? Hell take no bets.
"I had a spot of work to do."
"I think Ive got a touch of flu."
"Theres badminton on Channel 2."
But rooms cost rent, and even good excuses dont pay debts.
Pity the Club Secretarys two hours of despair.
Yet still he hopes and wonders, but can only sit and stare.
"This club is just a hopeless mess.
Where are they all? I couldnt guess.
Shall I resign, and take up chess?"
But no, however much you let him down, next week, hes there!