In the churning waters of the River Saugeen
A beast lies in waiting, rarely seen.
This creature survived from times long past,
A creature alone, once a forgotten outcast.
Its eyes so deep, how darkly they shine
They echo a tale, how our paths intertwine.
Simon Orchard, a man not unlike you and I,
Sat on his raft as the shore passed him by.
He battled the rapids, truly proving his mettle,
In search of a home, a land he could settle.
Upon reaching the place where the two rivers meet,
A mighty shudder knocked him right off his feet.
Despite the strong current and its powerful flow,
The speed of the raft quickly started to slow.
Then Simon realized what he’d thought was a log,
Was serpentine beast with a face like a dog.
Its powerful tail swept in front of the raft,
And slowly altered the course of the craft.
It pushed and it heaved with a friendly roar,
Until the raft was beached on the nearby shore.
Simon climbed to his feet, took a good look around,
And liked what he saw, his new home he had found.
The creature lifted it’s head with a happy sigh
As if saying to Simon, “For now friend, Goodbye.”
As strange or unlikely this tale may have sounded,
This is the true story of how Paisley was founded.
by Charlie P. Budreau
based on a story by Sandra Blodgett
As published in the Paisley Advocate, Nov 2006