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Sir Francis Drake

In 1588 Sir Francis Drake, over a game of bowls, his time he did take. Saying I’ll play my game before England’s fate. So the Spanish will just have to wait! There once was a young sailor named Drake, who some thought was a bit of a flake. On Plymouth Hoe he stood while playing with his wood not knowing that history he'd make. Drake was from the Elizabethan era finishing his game as Spain drew nearer. A stubborn man and quite contrary until he died of dysentery!

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