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My Herts in the lowlands, my Herts is right here
My Herts in the lowlands, avoiding the deer
Avoiding the muntjac, the fallow, the roe
Avoiding the blighters, wherever I go.

My Herts above London, on't way to the North
A little oasis, in a county of worth
Where flows through the Mimram, in a valley below
And escape is impossible when we’re knee-deep in snow.

I want not the mountains, towering high
Just give me the Chilterns that roll gently by
And venison plenty, our plates to enhance
But not on our bumpers please, give us a chance.

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    Christopher 30 days ago

    We call them bumpers here too, although fender is the most common.

    Deer dodging is a competitive sport in my neck of the woods!

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    Christopher 30 days ago

    Something else I just thought of. That carnival ride that you call the dodge 'ems over there we actually call bumper cars here.

    I always thought it was strange that Peter Gabriel, who was English, said in Sledgehammer "You could have a bumper car bumping" because I knew even then that you called them the dodge 'ems. I guessed he was trying to speak to American audiences.

    Sorry, that was a real tangent.

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    Neville Hunt 30 days ago

    Interesting, but my family also called them bumper cars like you. And tangents are good!

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    Christopher 30 days ago

    Oh, maybe bumper cars is more common there than I thought. We would never used the phrase dodge 'ems here.

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    Neville Hunt 29 days ago

    This drabble is a pastiche of the famous poem by Robbie Burns “My heart’s in the Highlands”. It helps if you know that poem...

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    Jamie Clapperton 29 days ago

    I enjoyed it without getting the Burns reference. Something similar happened to me a Drabble of Lisas' the other day of course.

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