Friday, February 11, 2005
HUNTING GRACE
Praise to the Lord for a fine hunting morn,
Praise for our food and the sound of the horn,
Praise for our wine, the fences, the ditches.
Ditches which crumble, we fumble, we tumble;
Praise to the Lord for a day with the Quorn.
Reverand Rex Hancock
Wonder if I could make some modifications and slot Fitzwilliam into the last line...
