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She worked part-time as a seamstress, An ordinary sort of girl, But one with a dash of blue-eyed wit, An endearing brunette curl. ..

The night was dark, in a brooding pall With thunderheads at its core, But only the sound of heaving swells Were heard to break on the..

If life was a bed of roses, then My neighbour would fit the bill, He’d built him a twelve room mansion Next to me, on top of th..

Down in the depths of Frosty Hollow The Dell where nobody sleeps, The eyes are watching one another In case some human peeps, It ..

We were way up there on the Ferris Wheel When it came to a sudden stop, We’d only got on for the final ride And it left us up a..

‘I like to wander along the beach, Meander close to the sea, To hear the whispering eddies speak, Refreshing each memory. Wh..

These winter days have been cold and grey, The sun is hidden above, Much of my life is spent that way Since I lost my only love, F..

He’d been away with the army then For almost twenty years, And walking back to his village he Had expected smiles and tears, ..

He sat on top of the headland in The driving, pouring rain, The way that the clouds were gathering, He’d never be dry again, ..

He’d always thought there was somebody Who could make his life complete, Among all the faceless people that He passed in the ci..