Cecil


'Go north young man' the cry went out
'there's diamonds and there's gold'
and thus the arduous trek began
a journey for the bold

They crossed the rugged mountains
and they crossed the burning plains
they struggled through the searing heat
and through the blinding rains

They fought many hostile peoples
he always overcame the knocks
it was the friendly folk that killed him
now he lies buried in the rocks


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