Priddy Poems - Poems about Priddy

...Poor Priddy Prattle sitting on the stair. Who comes along but Fred Astaire. Stretch your limbs, relax and dance. Up, he implores, dance and prance. Poor Priddie Prattle had not a clue, ......

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...As the wild wind and roaring waves batter the West Country, does the Glastonbury Thorn flower today to be blown at bay? Tis it true as Christ came to Priddy, on the Mendip hills overlooking the......

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