The Hills were Colin’s true weekend retreat, He said
Gooseberry Hill a rather rugged place
We visited his Italian friend Ashanti in her garden
full of wonder and infact instead
Guava’s, Juicy Pears and sweet Persimmons
a dozen Bantam eggs, and lots more too
Some tasty Italian Tomatoes, and some squashes
and some rocket and a cauliflower or two.
Off we went to meet his Dad and there he was
An engineer who knew a thing or two
Working on the hydro plants in Malaya long ago
But still aware of exactly what to do
He offerred me a can of good old Coopers
Icy cold and I went and used his Loo
We walked around his garden
And met his dear old dog
And listened to the tales he liked to tell
Clearly he missed his wife
A man quite free of strife
Upright, and on form and looking well
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