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The Rocks of Edale
The limestones are smoothed, ?
rounded by time, fashioned and shaped?
by sculpturing winds.?
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They remind me of village girls?,
broad in the hips, love handles,?
not at all like the bony walkers?
that climb up here.?
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I run my hands over sleek curves,?
sit next to a pretty one,?
eat a ham sandwich,?
think fondly of the plump barmaid?,
in the valley below.?
Copyright ©
Eric Ashford
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