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Oh Chile, oh Chile you captured my heart.
and as I move north, it is hard to depart.
Your people, your mountains, your desert, your coast
You are all rightly proud to stand up and boast.
Oh Patagonia,what land, of stunning beauty
of windswept landscape, and bended tree,
Set sail for los pengiunos but they'd have to wait
Adrift as we were in Magellan strait.
Oh Torres de Paine my breath you took
Determined to trek you by hook or by crook,
Erratic Rock bar with your quizzes and steak
Best bar in Chile, make no mistake.
Oh Navimag ferry news friends were found
As we cruised up the fjords, northward bound
We partied all day and partied all night
The cows in the hold must have had such a fright.
on reflection
I rather like this placeOh Punta Varas all German and cakes
Set as you are on the shore of the lake
With Kerina and Andy we cook up a roast
Best dinner by far, said our congenial host.
Oh Chiloe, Chiloe you captured my mind
A more fantastic island one could not find
All witches and worlocks, of legend and myth
Then my passport was stolen, taking the pith.
Oh policemen of Chile, how confusing you are
From pillar to post you sent me afar
From Valdivia to Santiago my boots I did tread
But 'all's well that ends well' as Shakespeare said.
Oh Yann, the French saviour you helped me along
With Andy and family I could not go wrong
And Molly's support from across the high sea
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my saviors
Gee, Yann and Andy. soul mates. style="color:" />I was able to continue the Chile journey.
Oh Pisco Elqui what can I say
Even the Foo's could not keep me away
My exploding bum, the cactus, the rub
The thermals I turned into a bubbly tub
Oh Bahia Inglesa a place to unwind
White beaches, great place, the sun always shines
Anita and Anji and kind Aki too
Plus a crazy cabbie to complete the osiones crew.
Antofagasto - shithole.
Oh dusty San Pedro in the desert so high
The rain never falls and the stars in the sky
The three Maria's forever standing tall and true
Til a tourist knocked one down, then there were two.
Oh Ique Ique, so good they named you twice
Your beaches, your
waves, the parties, paradise
Glide from the mountain where only eagles reach
Drift down to the town and land on the beach.
And lastly Arica, the last I have been
The surprise of the caves, best I have seen
Out in the surf trying my best
My whole body shouting ' you need to rest'.
For nearly thee months I have tramped
Between extremes
The ice to the south,
The desert the north
The magnificent Andes.
The South Pacific
So Chile,
Shaped like a Chilli
Thank you.
Disco out
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