Can you write a poem about Sommerset?
Sommerset, oh Sommerset,
Land of rolling hills and green,
With valleys deep and forests wide,
A place of beauty seldom seen.
From Glastonbury to Bath,
And all points in between,
There's magic in your ancient sites,
And secrets yet unseen.
The Tor stands tall in solemn might,
A beacon for all to see,
Glastonbury Abbey's ruins still,
Reveal some history.
Your villages quaint and charming,
With thatched roofs and gardens fair,
Make Sommerset a paradise,
A place beyond compare.
And where the Quantocks rise,
A wild rugged world begins,
With moors and hills and craggy slopes,
That challenge time and men.
So here's to Sommerset's majesty,
Her hills and dales and streams,
A land where beauty knows no end,
A vision beyond our dreams.