That Hill

It’s two years since I climbed that hill But I can remember it still Even after all of this time It really was a nasty climb

The drivers they cut in so tight Oft giving me a nasty fright Such that I made that trip with fear I also needed a low gear

But I thank the Lord that each day I safely made it all the way And now e’en though I don’t go there I still travel with utmost care

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