Gaping Gill Poem by Lee Fones

Gaping Gill



over Yorkshire dale
we trekked to Gaping Gill
it began to Hail
so had some tea at Jill

Jill is a tea shop
makes pots of Yorkshire tea
sure is blooming hot
and makes you want to pee

we then set forth
to gaping gill the hole
heading there due north
and it wasn't dug by mole

its the deepest waterfall
in England that is
its a potholers ball
you may find that in a quiz

here are three facts
situated bottom of a crater
rocks are all well cracks
and you may spot a Slater*

Slater*
various small terrestrial isopods having a flat elliptical segmented body; found in damp habitats

Thursday, November 13, 2014
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