On Leaving Of Penshurst

Though we did live there for a couple of years
On leaving of Penshurst I did not shed tears
And though of anyone living in Penshurst unkind things I cannot say
There Lady Luck she was not smiling our way.

For us our building project there went financially wrong
But the past is the past and though since then time has ticked along
Because of our poor judgement to the banks money we owe
We now pay for our mistakes of a few years ago.

Our failed project in Penshurst a sight for sore eyes
And in retrospect it is easy to feel wise
But the past as we know is in the forever gone
And despite financial losses life does go on.

A nice place to live in is quiet Penshurst Town
In view of Mt Kolor and it's face of brown
In a volcanic countryside miles inland from the sea
We planned to live there but it was not to be.

In Penshurst in the late Winter and the early Spring
At night in their breeding season the magpies do sing
How pleasant to hear them in the calm of the night
Warbling on the gum trees in the moon's faint light.

We moved out of Penshurst a few years ago
When the cool winds of April down Kolor did blow
The lust of the wander took us to elsewhere
There is lots to see in the big World out there.

Our failed project in Penshurst at a huge loss we will sell
And for us on leaving no tearful farewell
Millions like us of their financial losses have sad stories to tell
We live in the now and on the past we do dwell.