A map to plan, the run is needed
But I think it lost, I therefore conceded
Print a map, it's easy from the internet!
Damn the printer's died, I do fret.

I can memorize what I need to know,
All my life I have found it so,
Wait, things are not as once they were,
Those recent events now become a blur.

Knobber says he knows the place,
No chart required, proceed with haste,
Checks and bars laid on the ground,
Easily recalled, I'll be bound.

The pack set off, looking so enthused,
And at the check, I feel bemused,
That's not route that we had taken?
Heck, you've guessed, I am mistaken.

Past the playground rush the keen pack,
Hey the trail's through there, come on back!
FRBs proceed at a fast pace,
They're on the trail, Oh dear, red face!

Grass up the RA, Leroy does to me suggest,
In my ear he whispers, this strangest of quests,
I am he, I ponder but stay oh so dumb,
To my ailment, he seems to have succumb.

Across the road, co-hare is the lead scout,
Wrong way Knobber, I'm pleased to shout out,
Forgetting the right route is just so outrageous,
Amnesia, do we know, is it contagious?

Last check is reached, it is such a shame,
"Two hashers are missing", I loudly proclaim,
"You've forgotten who started", DE does state,
She's right of course, more like eight!

I can memorize what I need to know,
All my life I have found it so,
Wait, things are not as once they were,
Those recent events now become a blur.

Days have past, Wurdz to be penned,
The photos are up, such a Godsend,
Events that happened, now recalled,
Dear Reader, I hope you have been enthralled.

Wm Shagspeare, The Bard of Potton