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Dick Turpin Poems - Poems about Dick Turpin


Premium MemberYe Olde Hogs Head

...Welcome to the Hogs head
The local ye olde pub
The ale tastes like urine
And there's maggots 
In the grub.

There's straw on the floor
A pee bucket by the door
And rats scurry in groups of ten or mor...
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Categories: dick turpin, baptism, drink, giggle, hilarious,
Form: Free verse