Blue skies
Green trees
Yes, really
The very crux of Dartmoor
Two Bridges
To be precise
With black coffee, and
An occasional fierce wind
Yet, directly above
Pure blue
As blue as blue can be
For the moment
My straggling hair
Has shadows
Which bounce on the page
Presumably also on my head
No need then today
Or any other day for that matter
To show off too too much
Of your undefined wisdom
Though a song begins in my head
In an American country style
From Yelverton to Princetown
To the Devon County jail
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