I climbed to find your source
up the slippery slopes of shale
getting prickled by the gorse
I looked back over the dale

following your trickle down
as you widen and flow
far below I see a town
your waters now grow

the trickle now a stream
waters gush over the rocks
becoming now a scream
as you pass the gamecocks

ever widening as you go
dancing as down you bounce
a rabbit peeks out of its burrow
as you skip and flounce

onwards to the valley
there to join the river
slowing as you pass the abbey
where boats lay at anchor