Gert yer lovely tumuluses,
Wattled daubs and timber trusses –
These will last for ages, stone or bronze.
Gert yer long-house, gert yer round,
An’ gert yer sacrificial mound,
An’ mint concentric rings without the cons.
I’ve swanky sarsens, blingin’ blues,
I’ve sterlin’ job-lot Sutton Hoos,
I’ve hoards of axe-heads – copper, flint or chert.
I’m good for grave-goods, beads and torcs –
So find me where the old roads forks
Fer tons of rolling earthworks, cheap as dirt.