"I WANDERED LONELY AS A........YEAH WE KNOW !"

Would You Believe It !

He wandered onward from a crowd

Of folk he should have been with.

Through the tunnel dark and dank,

To where  ... 'twas not conclusive.

Up the slope and through a gate

Across the fields we went,

All except the wandering one,
No sign ! Not one percent.

We wait a while, admire the view

But still no sight or sound.

So one of us retraced his steps

To see what could be found.

He too ventured through the dark,

He called and shouted out.

Then sensibly he now turned back,

A wise experienced scout !

No news to give, no clues at all,

So off we went once more.

Across the field, along the lane,

He'll surely know the score.

"If he turns back the way he came,

He won't be lost forever.

Unless of course he's in t' canal,

Now that would not be clever."

More minutes passed and thoughts were aired

Of this and that for instance.

Then far away, back where we've been,

A speck is in the distance.

Yes it's true ! we see him now

And wait 'til he's back with us,

He didn't know which way to go !
It could have turned out serious.

Then later on we found a sign
And written large and clear,
It gave his name, explained to all
It's known as "HILLOCK" here !