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While wandering on a local beachHalf buried in weed and sand,The sparkle of something caught my eyeThe shape of an old tin can.I kicked it loose from ..
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The house dated back to the Tudors,Half timbered, in need of repair,They offered it me for a peppercorn rentIf I’d do some work on it there.Righ..
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So many years have passed us by,So many great events,Sometimes I smile, or sit and cryAt some of the incidents.Those were the days when we were youngA..
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The trees are dry, have a withered lookAnd the wheat has gone to seed,The skies are grey on a summer’s dayAnd the river’s filled with weed..
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I’d always wanted a castle, soI bought one in the Spring.It wasn’t much of a castle,Overgrown with everything,Ivy covered the castle walls..
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She stared at him out of the paperAnd he recognised her eyes,He knew he’d seen them before, somewhere,But her face was a different size,There wa..
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The day the devil came down to earthAnd lodged in Katrina’s heart,It took me suddenly by surpriseWhen she shot his poisoned dart,I’d known..
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I’m sitting here in the morning glowOf the early winter sun,Staring at the picture of youAnd wondering what I’ve done,You left to go on a ..
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‘Where are you going, Sally AnnNow the nights have become so dark,Why do you get so restless, sayYou want to walk in the park?’I thought t..
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We ran aground on an island,In the eye of a hurricane,The wind was swirling around us,As loud as a runaway train,A dozen people had floated upSucked o..
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