Mountain Rescue Poem
Call Out the Mountain Rescue |
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| a poem by Pam Ayres |
| Call out the Mountain Rescue! I came up for a lark, But the night is getting chilly, And the fells are getting dark, My shoe's lost its stiletto heel, My frock is feeling thin, Call out the Mountain Rescue, And let's get taken in. |
| Call out the Mountain Rescue! Let them search the hills and vales, Swathed in ropes and cables, Like a team of Chippendales, Release the search and rescue dogs! They'll find me by my smell, I ate a Kendal Mint Cake, And I'm wearing my Chanel. |
| Call out the Mountain Rescue! I am stranded on a crag, My hairstyle's badly damaged And I've snapped my shoulder bag, I'm utterly exhausted, Cannot move another inch, So hail the helicopter I am ready for the winch. |
| Call out the Mountain Rescue! Wrap me warm and well Lay me on a stretcher bed And carry me down the fell. Heal me with your tenderness, Drench me with your sorrow, Drop me off at home I'll call you out again tomorrow. |
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