The Tavern by the HarbourA Poem by Wild RoseThe tavern by the harbour where all could meet on equal terms no class or religion A place where the wine flows free no topic is barred except politics and religion does Neither race or creed Grey suit or jeans - who cares " It's the person wearing them Where the world is put to rights Wars are fought _ in word alone Famine and poverty are the subject to day Pollution - energy use
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2 Reviews Added on February 11, 2020 Last Updated on February 11, 2020 AuthorWild RoseLake Disrtict, Cumbria, United KingdomAboutBA (Hons)Management studies Open University Full tech Cert. Marine: Aviation & Industrial Instrumentation and Conrtol Retired engineering lecturer Ex racing cyclist: fell walker: Camper more..Writing
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