For a fortnight last summer
When Mont Blanc was toured,
We saw lots of mountains
But never got bored.
We shopped at Chamonix,
Camped near Courmayeur,
With all those white peaks
It all passed in a blur.
We weren't even freaked
By the téléphérique,
We reached Col de Balme
In spite of the heat.
We asked lots of questions
Despite all the briefings,
We learnt it took fifteen
To wash up the tea things.
We crossed over frontiers,
French, Italian and Swiss,
To bring home great memories
Of the Mont Blanc massif.