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Blue Mountains Epiphany Pilgrimage
Let's not be slack get out your pack on a pilgrimage we can go, the Blue Mountains calling loose rocks are falling, I think to Bell we should go. Its all been arranged by persons deranged and a list of things we should take, there's toothbrush and soap and a heart full of hope and a rock that I can't quite explain. Its just a few days, One hundred and ten K’s. It's not far if you say it quite quick. In church halls we camp so we don't get too damp. and a church for a prayer for the cramp The food is divine delivered on time, and man can these mountain women can bake there's trifle and cake its worth the backache just to feast on the tucker and wine. As we go along there’s a Dominican named Dom imparting scripture and grace with a smile. Mass in the morn after breaky at dawn just to set us right for the day. Then there’s Benediction at night and prayers to sleep tight It’s the old fashioned pilgrim way. What more could one ask to tackle the task Well this would be top of my list, a mattress much thicker So sleep would come quicker as my hip seemed to rest on the floor but it’s all for the best in Heaven we’ll rest as for me I’m not so sure but I’ll do my best and I’ll hope for the rest and God will tally the score. |
Briony’s Little Legs
Briony’s little legs They set a cracking pace They said it was a pilgrimage But I think it is a race. Ancient hearts are pounding Bones and muscles ache And up the bloody mountain A rock we have to take. |