It is usually a trend
That the seventh bend
Be presumed the journey’s end
On it
Sit not long
Your muscles may clamp
Your calves swell
On the rocks there dwell
Cold water from the well
Admire the shrubbery
But there might be snakes
As the locals tell
There still is a long way
Don’t sit and say
“With the journey I have done away”
It’s only the seventh bend
The tea-room is miles away
The remainder might dent your ego
But adopt the motto:
“I will try”
It’s the seventh bend
Rocky and steep
Fancy cars will boil over
The road suits a good Land Rover
Once past the seventh bend
Look for a place for your night
You have landed
The journey has ended
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