Wombat poem as transcribed on the left hand side of the toilet block at Pelion.
As you splash along the track,Eyes alert and ears pinned back,You may have seen those queer square turds,And thought; if not expressed in words,“The stress of such a deification; Baffles ones imagination.”But it is not done to entertain us,The wombat has an oblong anus.So if your slumber is disturbed,By cries and screams; don’t be perturbed,Eyes tight shut, teeth grit in pain,The wombat’s gone and shat again.
Ossa, Pelion West & Pelion East from the Twin SpiresMJD
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