|No.||Date||Clue word||Clue type||Clues|
|1084||Feb 1993||PIERCEABLE / SALESGIRL||DLM||23|
|First||R. F. Naish||Choice pearl be kind, I’m not immune to caring,|
I serve thee ill? Nay, deem my faults less glaring!
|Second||R. S. Morse||As a target for cupid must Beatrice be pale?|
Till tender love’s arrows reach my matchless grail!
|Third||G. J. Miller||Your sword-point, pale iceberg, unarmoured I crave:|
For your rages I’ll suffer, I’ll serve, and I’ll slave
|VHC||Rev Canon C. M. Broun||May Alice be perfect, embracing love’s darts,|
No tigress, all ruthless, she-trader in hearts!
|VHC||E. J. Burge||‘I care’ bleeps my heart. (That arrow can be thrilling!)|
The lass I, Reg, long most for? She’s the goods prepared for billing
|VHC||A. G. Chamberlain||Would I, who face peril, be easily bored?|
Come, buy from me perils gals ever adored
|VHC||G. Clyde||Though fickle be Alice, perverse, thin of skin,|
She serves me Pils lagers and plies me with gin
|VHC||M. Earle||Should Celia be permissive, disarmed I’ll ditch the chic|
Large, lissotrichous lady who works in a boutique
|VHC||R. A. England||By calibre peerless not apt to be bored|
I offer betrothal, Grissel my adored
|VHC||F. D. Gardiner||What ladies like a lobe to show may be a priceless stone;|
My shop assistant’s lovelier glass jewels she longs to own!
|VHC||J. F. Grimshaw||As victim of Cupid, I hope Claire be free,|
This large lissom lass who is serving me tea
|VHC||C. R. Gumbrell||As I’m easily thrilled, when you peel bare I cheer –|
Is there bliss large and lovely in store for us, dear?
|VHC||D. V. Harry||Thy ale be pricey, yet I’m thine to sting,|
Vendeuse of lager, lissom, lovely thing
|VHC||F. P. N. Lake||What price a bleeding heart (not dart-proof; stupid)?|
She’ll sell it short, that lass! I’ll rage at Cupid
|VHC||M. A. Macdonald-Cooper||Says Celia ‘Pre bedtime, I’m apt to be bored’ –|
She’ll ring me up, hoping perfume from Grasse I’ll afford!
|VHC||H. W. Massingham||In my heart, oh, I leap, Rebecca (open to Cupid’s old skill):|
Now you’re my priceless grail, Rebecca – you at your jingling till!
|VHC||Dr E. J. Miller||If I be replaced, my heart’s ripe for the spear:|
That I’m served by her fingers is all I hold dear!
|VHC||C. J. Morse||What price a bleeding heart? ’Neath thy soft sale|
No shop-assisant thou. Tigress, all hail!
|VHC||G. Perry||To arrow prone, I’d be a priceless mate;|
O peerless Gail, I’m one who’d trade his state!
|VHC||J. H. Russell||Let Celia be persuaded if open to love’s dart;|
No uglier lass than she will serve to rule my heart!
|VHC||D. H. Tompsett||That Claire be perfect doth not proof entail:|
For patron serveth she, my matchless grail
|VHC||J. F. N. Wedge||Ere I place besotted lips on yielding thine|
I serve thee notice – eat less garlic, Valentine!
|VHC||Dr E. Young||As coffer to key keeper, Alice be mine,|
Gal less rich will miss trading kisses divine
HCs in competition 1084 awarded to: