01-14-2013, 11:25 AM
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Drunk as skunks on bluebird bitter,
fifty years has gone in a flicker,
English breakfast clears the head,
with cleaners poised to make the beds.
The old man's peak calls down our names,
we start the ascent in Coniston's rain,
out of breath I pause to glance,
lakeland colours, a fine romance.
Make the summit bold and breathless,
pockets full of left over breakfast,
snow drops in to freeze the knees,
sheltered in the kernel's lea.
Swollen becks that ebb and flow,
crossing when the gushing slows,
calm behind the mountains might,
sorry sun brings welcome light.
Down we plod through farm and field,
chit and chat keep spirits healed,
back for baths and evening naps,
tales of walks and friendly laughs.
Last night out so what can you do?
village bound with the rest of the crew,
bellies full and fighting fitter,
drunk as skunks on bluebird bitter.
Drunk as skunks on bluebird bitter,
fifty years has gone in a flicker,
English breakfast clears the head,
with cleaners poised to make the beds.
The old man's peak calls down our names,
we start the ascent in Coniston's rain,
out of breath I pause to glance,
lakeland colours, a fine romance.
Make the summit bold and breathless,
pockets full of left over breakfast,
snow drops in to freeze the knees,
sheltered in the kernel's lea.
Swollen becks that ebb and flow,
crossing when the gushing slows,
calm behind the mountains might,
sorry sun brings welcome light.
Down we plod through farm and field,
chit and chat keep spirits healed,
back for baths and evening naps,
tales of walks and friendly laughs.
Last night out so what can you do?
village bound with the rest of the crew,
bellies full and fighting fitter,
drunk as skunks on bluebird bitter.
If your undies fer you've been smoking through em, don't peg em out