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a kid in wareham


    when i was a kid in wareham
      i played upon the walls
      the grass was green n high then
      you had one hella long way to fall

      we caught lizards daily
      n minnows on the quay
      i rang the bells on sundays
      we had rabbit pie for our tea

      the cuckoos lived in stoborough
      then they let them out the gate
      on Thursday Easter fun day
      we ate hot Cross buns  on the burrow there at creche

      we collected chestnuts down home lane
      played conkers whilst at school
      the masters name was stuckey
      old samways played the fool

      the kids all loved the river
      then we had the fair
      i dated lots of pretty gals
      with ringlets in their hair

      David mellor i once babysat he became a con
      then David best turned down man utd
      guess he thought that he knew best
      donut know what he was on

      hardy wrote about the town
      the place i love the best
      when i was a kid in wareham
      they put me through the test





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