Wednesday, 18 August 2010

Poem of the day

From Tain through fog and rain
To John O'Groats to drink champagne
which seems insane with knees in pain
And no Deep Freeze to ease the strain

Their lycras leaking nappy cream,
Which seeps and teems through every seem
As we head south to Aberdeen
To stay with Nana Jean

1000 miles from end to end
With Mike producing special blend,
Supported still by all our friends,
Round every corner, every bend.

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