The first half of today was ecstatic, riding through the Yorkshire Dales was beautiful, they were open and wild and a few reservoir's and dams up there made the scenery top notch. Traffic was limited and plenty of time just to float and look around. A friendly bike rider said go down X road then there is a good café - and he was right. The reservoir man He does what he does whenever he can Scanning across his giant bath He lets out a full bodied, echoing laugh Hidden here in his perfect place He dances, spiralling, with energy and grace And then singing Opera at the top of his voice '' I am the reservoir man and I have the choice'' The giant taps they work only for him To twist or not -
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