Blizzards said the forecast.
And that is what we got.
Sleet and rain with gale force winds,
That night we got the lot..
But there was a journey,
That I just had to make.
No matter what the dangers were that I found in my wake.
There comes a time a man must show,
That he really is a man.
By striving to complete a task
That very few others can.
And so it was I found myself
Battling through the storm.
Leaving far behind me,
Where I was safe and warm.
Four score and ten years I'll have lived
If I last just two years longer.
But I know that I can do this thing,
And reach that place out yonder.
So on I press as best I can,
Though my breathing now is bad.
I must calm my mind and concentrate
On the happier times I've had.
At last I finally reach my goal
And hear those words that please.
"What is it we can get you Sir?
Fish chips and mushy peas?