LOST AGAIN

SORRY ! NO WALK THIS WEEK

.....but we wouldn't like you, dear reader, to log on for nothing so here's a little tale.

 LOST AGAIN !

He'd climbed the stile and now he stood

Ankle deep in thick, brown mud.

"C'mon fellas. Follow me.

The path goes on , just past that tree"

"He's lost  again." someone said 

But followed on where he had led.

The path indeed went past the tree

But after that - a mystery.

The grass was tall. The bushes wild

With broken branches thickly piled.

"We'll need an axe to get through there."

"I've got my penknife. Don't despair."

"He's lost again." was on all lips.

As our bold leader, hands on hips

Stood thoughtful,  then removed his cap

T'was there he kept his folded map. 

"Aha !" he said, ! I see it now

"We've gone t'wrong way. I don't know how."

"We do." came mutters from the back

"I think it's time he got the sack."

"C'mon fellas follow me
The right way forward I can see

The hill in front is not that steep
The water here can't be so deep"

predictions  - both proved very wrong
the way they went was hard and long
The hill was like a mountainside
The water ?  - two feet deep and six feet wide

Wet and weary on they pressed
until they reached the "Mountain" crest
"HE's lost again" the murmurs grew 
No sign there was of promised "view"

"I see 'em now." the leader cried
"The cars are there.  Just down that side."
So down the slope with knees complaining.
Across two fields . Both needing draining.

Through a wood onto a road
Round the bend the doubts had growed (ouch !)
"He's lost again."  now spoken loud.
Leader silent. Head down bowed.

At last the cars hove into sight
But hang on now. That's not quite right.
A Merc. A Jag, A Porsche as well.
The leader whispered - "B***** H*** !"

Toyota, Citroen, Ford there should
Be waiting there. This don't look good.
"I think we've come down hill's wrong side. "
Said leader thinking "Gotta hide !"

Too late ! the group had gathered round.
The map and compass hit the ground 
I'll draw a curtain round the rest.
Just simply say "He did his best. "

He's lost again ! Ne'er to be found
Unless you search some broken ground.
Close by a pretty little wood
Where once expensive cars had stood.

THE END  .... of...... ?