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I made this poem as part of an assignment when I was in Year 9. The reason why this is on Wikipedia is because other than a hard drive I have nowhere else to store this, and thought it would be safer here. I also think it's cool to link the denotations of some words to their actual encyclopaedic pages. It tells the story of Sweet Fanny Adams and connotes the lifestyle that has to be treasured.

Walk to Shalden

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I know, I know
The sun is harsh
Mosquitoes come
To suck your blood
Will you be there all alone?
With skin and bone
When you walk
Among the trees
Listen now
A gentle breeze
Through the hop fields
You'll run and flee
Run and flee
Cutting boards and
Langley hooks
Bloody knives and
Cooking crooks
Promising, you won't feel a thing
But now...
Where were you now
Were you there but now
Don't go with him now
Don't walk to Shalden
Swallow and chew
Each you'll ever do
Follow him through
Walk to Shalden through The Hollow
He'll give you a halfpenny
But he'll say he didn't get any
Don't walk to Shalden
It will be the last thing you will ever do
Several birds pick and pluck
Tender rise, bound to dust
The sweetest thing, find us it
You'll ever taste
Southern screams and lilac yells
Simple sounds, a dinner bell
We can only see the worms and trees
So don't be shy
Swallow and chew
Each will be your last
Follow him through
Don't walk to Shalden
Walking and walking
Will be your very last
In the Wey Valley below
Lies your resting place, Shalden...