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Walk the wight

Walk the wight

With all your might

through sights similar to Honiton

which isn't too unlike Hobbiton


Names and faces are carried through an aching 33 miles

With care and thought all the while

Here we reflect and remember

the lost souls of our dark Decembers


We start off four in our fellowship

With hopes of seeing off our hardship

To cross a finish line is our desire

Foolhardy and doped in our mire


We shrivel and ache now down to two

Feet swollen, patched up and askew

Through the final misty mountain of forever

The walk is certainly one to remember




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