Something amusing today. I need hardly mention which well known hymn I am using as the framework!
Walk upon Jersey’s shoreline green?
And was sea lettuce on which we plod
On Jersey’s unpleasant beaches seen?
And did that countenance mixed with brine,
Shine forth there in shoreline strands?
And was a great heap gathered here
Among these green unwholesome sands?
Bring me my tractor, now so bold
Bring me my clearance I desire!
Bring me my rakes, O weed unfold!
Bring me my metal spokes of wire!
I will not cease from mental fight;
Nor shall my rake sleep in my hand
Til we have cleared this awful mess
From Jersey’s green unpleasant sand.
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