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talbots two sistersWhere smugglers did haunt and poachers did prey from the heathlands of canford to the shores of shell bay their boots they were worn and the children were poor with lessons not learned and their manners absurd to the core the gentry were rich then and their houses were grand but the poor laboring men twere rest not assured the benevolent sisters took up the cause through the fine words of Owen and the cross of the lord the village was crafted and the lines they were drawn with cottages fit for the weary and worn with stables and farmland so free to transcend with the community rich in its peoples and blend the primroses grew on the footpaths its true with the church of st marks close by the boundaries of Bournemouth n Poole where the kinson estate had stretched from wimborne to Waterloo still rich in its folklore and the gypsies ole traveling crew the Talbot community was true to the cause with our lords ten commandments and its decency laws though the poor men were rich in their community life with the strength of the hands and the skills of their knives the school it was set in the woods of the land where there's heathlands for grazing still free to ole gypsy bands close by the poor commons of turfs new England's fame the sisters created a wealth amidst the stoned gravelled lanes where sweet lodges were plentiful and men knew their places where the squires were rich and all of the lawbreakers hid of their face in woodlands and heathlands where rabbits ran free the story of Talbot is pure history on the Wallis downs commons and in the rich lanes where folks grew their crops and the fox ran again the working men were free to gain the benefits of open land the gaffers were dedicated and the land was free where two sisters pledged their thrust in thee Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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