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The bones of a Barquentine still lie On the reef at Shipwreck Cove, You can see the spars at the lowest tide Where it sank with its treas..

Happiness is a Trojan Horse That invades your surly gates, It only comes at the best of times And at other times, it waits, You know t..

We’d hear the horse with its iron shoes And the dray with its wooden wheels, Approaching slowly over the hills And down to us by the fields, ..

I once had youth But it has gone Somewhere the sun Has never shone, I seek it like A long lost fable, In dark lofts When I am able. It must ..

They ripped his body out of the grave That had been a National Shrine, Tipped his statue into the nave To avenge his terrible crime, T..

My uncle married the only girl That I’d ever really loved, I’d thought that she was an angel, sent Expressly down from above,..

They spent the night on the Prince of Wales Not one of them slept a wink, Packed like herrings against the rails It was hard to even thin..

She wanders the streets and alleyways When the nights are black as pitch, Under a starless canopy With the Moon drowned in a ditch, Th..

The wedding bells had rung out that day, The groom had toasted the bride, Confetti flew in the open air As the newlyweds arrived, The ..

We’d been together for eighteen months So I thought there was plenty of time, We hadn’t discussed betrothal then, But there, ..