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It was a gloopy night
Thick mist all the way
Visibility almost zero
A dark and dank night
And only the few arrived
To head out over the moor
Unerringly compass led
Trying to find a track
The faintest of track
To lead us round Hart
Crazy Well Pool
And Older Bridge
But you have to be there
Because only if you are there
Will you see the stars come out
The mist gently blowing away
And the distant views appearing
As we walk
Blessed by moonlight
To our destination
But - it didn't