A POEM FROM THE HKBRAS VISIT TO EAST BHUTAN, FEBRUARY 2003
JOHN WILSON
HKBRAS TOUR TO EASTERN BHUTAN
This is the tale of the RAS tour
to Eastern Bhutan in two thousand and four.
There's something not right there - now what can it be?
Oh yes, the year was in fact 2-0-0-3.
The tour was the brainchild of Doc Brian Shaw,
who'd been to East Bhutan and wanted some more
of its gompas and chortens and drubdas and dzongs;
to spend a few days well away from the throngs
of Chinese New Year in polluted Hong Kong.
If you'd know more about it, come list to my song.
Let us turn first to Felicity Shaw,
who said she 'assisted' but then did much more.
Those in her 'bus never felt spirits sag,
and often they heard the cry - 'Where's my red bag?'
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A POEM FROM THE HKBRAS VISIT TO EAST BHUTAN, FEBRUARY 2003
JOHN WILSON
HKBRAS TOUR TO EASTERN BHUTAN
This is the tale of the RAS tour
to Eastern Bhutan in two thousand and four.
There's something not right there - now what can it be?
Oh yes, the year was in fact 2-0-0-3.
The tour was the brainchild of Doc Brian Shaw,
who'd been to East Bhutan and wanted some more
of its gompas and chortens and drubdas and dzongs;
to spend a few days well away from the throngs
of Chinese New Year in polluted Hong Kong.
If you'd know more about it, come list to my song.
Let us turn first to Felicity Shaw,
who said she 'assisted' but then did much more.
Those in her 'bus never felt spirits sag,
and often they heard the cry - 'Where's my red bag?'
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