This poem was found by a member of our WI, but we don’t know who wrote it. Let us know if it was you!
THE GHOST OF MURLEY HALL
We know she’s at our meeting though she doesn’t pay her fee
We know she’s at our workshops though her work we never see
She never is a tea hostess, nor the raffle winner
Neither does she come along to our Christmas dinner
The committee meets without her, she doesn’t join our trips
No jam nor Jerusalem now passes through her lips
It was very different once – though her name we can’t recall
The Women’s Institute member who is the Ghost of Murley Hall
Crowlas & Ludgvan WI 