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Running Ron

Ronnie liked a lengthy run

Early morning, just for fun

Sun or rain, Snow or fog

Nothing stopped his daily jog

The fog that day was thick as smoke

Not a prob for our fit bloke

The cliff top path was straight and true

The fog, for Ron, was nothing new

But the mighty Ocean spray

Had washed that lofty cliff away

That soon stopped his reverie

They found him floating out at sea

The papers quoted Ronnie’s wife

“Running had been Ronnie’s life”

The hearse moved at a slower pace

Now Ron had run his final race

Photo credit: Burst via


Published by crispinunderfelt

All round good egg. Humanist and red wine drinker.

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