Live and let lek

Ruabon moor, bleak and cold
a heather moor,a place of lore
Black cock, heath cock
violet black,  a fighting cock
Strut , swagger and flounce
head bowed, white fantail proud
Red wattle flash
bubble, burble,  hiss and coo
Tis a lady cock you do woo

In the ling, brown it's gown
Red grouse, gorcock
standing his ground 
Your white feathered feet do give you away
too late, I say
Go back,  go back, go back you call


Oh fork tailed kite 
you hang and glide
on arched wings you wander by
A scavenger Prince, the Welsh hills your realm
you watch and seek and freely roam
I hear your mewing call, what did you say?
You'll come again another day...


Goosie, goosie, goosander
a ginger topped fine beauty
smoothly she glides upon the waters
Sleek sawbill diver looking for her gander


Bobbity, bob, a little treasure 
perched on a rock in the middle of the river
Dip dip disappeared
Zit, zit reappeared
down the stream, now there are two
Two little dippers, our river fishers 

World's end/Corwen/Llangollen  08/03/14
Laura