Lonely Ness
Lonely Ness
Ness swims in the deepest loch,
Her hide we seek, it never stops
Value for the region lasts
As long as hunters nets are cast
Millions hope to see her play
On the surface one fine day
Murky pictures have been seen
None that give an image clean
Does she dash away so fast
No one will achieve the task
Or sneak around with tail so long
No friends for her to swim among
Poor Ness she seems to have no mate
Has loneliness always been her fate
No partner when she goes a roaming
No youngsters splashing in the gloaming
(c)RhumourÂ
15th June 2008
<Deleted User> (5646)
Thu 16th Jul 2009 14:18
I enjoyed the light-hearted nature of this. I love the Ness mystery and wrote one with some similarities to yours.
Interesting you imagine Ness to be a ''she.''
Janet :-)