Obvious to Nature's Daughter await your Drive
Though Petrol be the Issue of your Convey
As met to Promised Bonds her Spirit alive
Though again such Distance hampered her Day
Why should this Stop you? If be need for Pause
Some added Fortitude as Effort pursue
Yet that Common and Bare Understanding cause
Ignite your Rebels for Ambush construe
All it seems, that Priority be your Lot
As she in her Craft her Honour provide
With Like Elements Time's Travel forgot
A Candid Solution with Nothing to Hide.
Such Omens foretold need no Friendly Mick
Whilst her Heart abhors these Critics be Sick.
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