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Dorset pastimesThe amity cinema stood where Woolworth's is today where gypsies sold their heather sweet every Saturday in Poole high street the folks all came some in horse and cart the folks came early then if they were really smart on wareham quay the monkey danced and collected pennies grand people would rattle his cage and he would try to bite their hands the river it froze to block of ice upon a Xmas holiday kids skated there n frolicked and folks came from miles away on clouds hill the Arab rider was hidden in his cottage small there were trees upon the egdon heath and pines a growing tall the tanks they rolled there daily and their guns they did roar close by the woolbrige manor house and its splendid hall the ducks they waddled in the stream at wool and durberville was cool when hardy wrote of Tess and love and we caught a train to Poole rhodendians stretched through sandfords roads and the postman came to call there were histories made in castle corfe then once Romans roamed the walls the mad miller of wareham told his stories there and st Marys rang its bells whilst Churchill rode to canford lanes so did the prince of wales queen Victoria bathed on weymouth beach and royalty came to call with Dorset cream and Dorset cake and knobs with crabs at durdle door Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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