Pony And Trap Poems - Poems about Pony And Trap

...They called me a Communist When only just a teen Nothing much has changed in Those Sixty years in between. My village once had fourteen farms Now it’s just got one or two Those employed in ......

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...I was born within the sound of Bow bells in the east end of London, this makes me a true cockney, I own a cock and sparrow down by the shake and shiver, I sell april showers, I duke of kent my pope ......

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