A Day Spent Getting Lost

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A Day Spent Getting Lost

By Paul McCann

 I went for a walk to see the country all around  me .

Corncrakes sung among fields where some cow dung cakes lay .

Trout jumping out from streams with their tongue sticking out.

It’s like they have something that they’re trying to say .   

There’s nothing like a day getting lost on the way  

and discovering somewhere that you’ve never been .

There was a fox in a snare that had been chased by a hare

and  the hounds seemed to be walking round in a dream  .

Walking down a country road footloose and free with a toad

I got this feeling that the whole world was my own .

 Black bramble sticks and prickles , with donkey licks and tickles  

Sure I near laughed my leg off all the way home..

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