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He sat out back in his deck chair Half asleep, and reading a book, His wife was bustling round the place She had the dinner to cook, ..

They’d grown together as boys, they say, They’d shared each spat and spill, But one lived down in a terrace house The oth..

‘What do you play with my mistress here In the dark before the dawn, How did you come by the chamber key, Is the locksmith now ..

There’s an island out in a distant sea Way off from the beaten track, It’s a tiny island, seven by three And it’s k..

It seems it was only yesterday I was just on twenty-three, Feeling my way in the world out there ‘Til you distracted me, I ..

No-one had heard of Lennox Dred ‘Til he rumbled into town, Bringing a cold sou’wester as The rain came bucketing down, ..

A guy called Stanley Weatheringham Turned up at my college room, I’d wanted a quiet boarder there To help with the rent, and so..

‘Since ever we came to this grey old house You’ve been muttering under your breath, When I come running you always stop, Y..

The man I saw at the edge of the wood Had flowers, twined in his hair, His jerkin was both green and ragged His legs were brown and b..

She sat and pored over maps and charts In the early hours, in dread, She said she needed to plot her path For the difficult days ahea..