Ode To All Ontar ~ R.S.O. Controllers

On one of Autumn’s rainy days

I turned the radio on

And heard a voice over the air

Calling all hams out there.

First there was Ed or INX

Followed by BXF

And neither one had much success

Quite silent was the net.

Out of the goodness of my heart

I suggested a game of cards

While time slowly ticked away

On this dark and blue Monday.

But net controllers can’t indulge

In simple games of chance

And no one there to hold their hand

As they keep calling on

"Please, do check in. Please come and talk

It is so lonely on the band"

And I could almost see a tear

Rolling down their cheek, I swear.

With pity, my heart overflowed

As I suggested an alterative

and told them to try cuddle up

Real close to a hot water bottle

Until their time was up.

Stubbornly, their lonely voice kept on

Imploring on and on

"Looking for check-ins. Come on in

this is your ontar-net

Till came Elmer LJX

And he had more success

The guys, it seemed, crawled out of bed

To QSL his call.

We (All of us) feel for you, Ontar controllers

You’re so lonely at the top

But then of course, that is the price

You have to pay when you’re at the top.

(Have a good net guys..hi..hi..hi..)

VE3IQR

~ E. de M. ~

Poem from "Lines Like Flowers" Volume 3
Copyright © by E. d M. and Roland U. Belanger
February 8, 1980

Balloon Graphic Courtesy of
N5 LOU

Amateur Radio Graphics
Courtesy Of LA0EM