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The Baker of Warley CopseA Poem by David Lewis PagetOn a twisting, winding, rutted track That weaved from under the pines, A figure came in a burlap sack Where the crossroad intertwines.. |
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The Baker of Warley CopseA Poem by David Lewis PagetOn a twisting, winding, rutted track That weaved from under the pines, A figure came in a burlap sack Where the crossroad intertwines.. |
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