LXVII
I love to walk in the country -
I'm going there next week
But that does not mean that I
Intend to be less chic.
My clothes are all designer made
And so are my shoes
Pure silk scarves and soft kid gloves
Are what I always choose.
I wear suede leather brogues
And pale cream trouser suits
Unlike those hearty females
Who sport heavy climbing boots.
They stride out ostentatiously
Heavily clad and shod -
I envied them when the path became
A marshy, swampy bog.
The walk was wet and muddy
I've ruined my linen slacks -
Perhaps there is something to be said
For climbing boots and macs.
July 1988
This does not refer to me -
but to an elegant lady I
saw on Catbells, near Keswick.
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