Tacamahac Poems - Poems about Tacamahac

...Can't seem to get off to sleep tonight, thoughts buzzing around my old head, It's dark and quiet, the cat has gone out and the street lights have gone out too, The odd car passes by maybe coming home......

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...As March sets in people are eager to work in their rural gardens and fields, The earth turns up fresh and mellow and there is beauty in its very blackness, Flowers are fast springing in the boarders,......

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...Walk along a steep cliff top over glades over Yew trees and brambles to Butter-Worth Head, Walk through a wood and stand by a warm bank of the clearest spring a mezereon will blossom, The old tacamah......

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...Can't seem to get off to sleep tonight, thoughts buzzing around my old head, It's dark and quiet, the cat has gone out and the street lights have gone out too, The odd car passes by maybe coming home......

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...As March sets in people are eager to work in their rural gardens and fields, The earth turns up fresh and mellow and there is beauty in its very blackness, Flowers are fast springing in the boarders,......

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...Walk along a steep cliff top over glades over Yew trees and brambles to Butter-Worth Head, Walk through a wood and stand by a warm bank of the clearest spring a mezereon will blossom, The old tacamah......

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