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Ballonne Poems - Poems about Ballonne


Done Droving
...Done Droving The sliprails are down the horses are gone ,………(sliprails slide in rail gate in rail yard) goose neck spurs all covered in rust. My Quartpot is bent i`ve left the Ballonne…(Quartpot h......

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Categories: ballonne, angstme, old, water, city,
Form: Rhyme

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