Boots on
Gaiters on
Torches checked
Flask filled
Fog lights on
Must be Wednesday
Over the grey moor
To Whiteworks
And across the mire
Nice and shaky
To Goldsmith's
And on to the perfect cist
To Childe's
And up to Fox Tor
Through the workings
Mount Misery
And down the long, long wall
Along the leat
To Fox Tor Ford
And back
To an empty Plume