Cow & Calf
River on the flattened valley
Forgive the thermal spas
And the candelabra
At the wishing well
We wish them well
Truth to tell
It was on a school trip to the abbey
The sisters and I
And a hunk of Cistercian monks
Making wine
And catching fishes in the water
Blunt, to the point
Overtaken in the making
Our teacher
Your mother and father
Or your cousin
Or daughter, or son
Anyhow, no need to shout, or blame
We side stepped the stones
Stepping backwards through the water
About turn; hell, hellfire; year five, not ever
No more the same
No, not ever again
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