Howarth Poems - Poems about Howarth

...At our junior school in Yorkshire. I had turned up late for class three times So our strict class teacher, called Miss Howarth Sent me to the head mistress to be strapped. Miss Kershaw then gave ......

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...He said, I don't know why you're acting like this. Yoou trow the cornbread on thr table and it fell to the floor. I got up and left. you hit me with the Hoe, on purpose again I left. When you to......

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...This is our 5th Bronte poem please read the other poems if you are not familiar with our story Outside of Howarth The world is bleak and grey Nothing to stir the memory Or to offe......

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