Grimbeau

How they chunter!

Tales of dogs,

chickenshit,

the dank,

the undoable in mud,

steep bare beds,

sheer stony crud.

Sipping soup

Under bivouac

Pigeon holed,

ensconced,

mordant

no spade plunges,

no plant grows.

Rice next year

Paddy fields forever

Roll up your trousers,

sport a lampshade

on your head,

Erect a pagoda

On Glastonbury Tor.