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summers day at warehamon wareham bridge one summers day the lads were gathered for water play the river it was deep and wide with grassy banks on other redcliffes side the boats were few and the swans were proud the local fair drew many a crowd the lady st Marys bells did chime the old granary was selling wine the vicar he was drunk like newt the Bobby's bell went toot toot toot the farmers gathered on the quay heather sat alongsides me on stoborough green the lassies danced and Ned and Mel had their romance the sandpit's band played many a fine tune we stood up late till twas full moon Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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