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a look at wareham


  there were cobbled streets in wareham town
      lots of pubs but not a rose and crown
      there were sandpit's and saw pits too
      plus Carey camp to take kids to

      on the quay we swam and fished
      where the river frome swans did kiss
      there were walks up winding tracks to redcliffes ridge
      across from stoboroughs farms and markets bids

      the clock it struck upon the hour
      there where the old granary did turn the flour
      the mad miller lived by warehams walls
      where lizards swarmed and yokels talked

      nearby the town where Lawrence stone was laid
      a tribute to his moreton grave
      the hardy town where farmers talked
      where deer once ran and forests walkk

      as a child we chased the girls
      across those downs and wareham walls
      the bestwall tracks and lundigo
      the wareham fair and the country show

      here kings rode to corfe each day
      the castle on the hills still there today
      the road to swanage where blyton lived
      the purbeck isle and the tales the yokels bid

      old wareham town was in doomsday book
      its charms alive still
      just take a look

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