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Morose Black sleet and sheet of cloud Descend upon the mountain's shoulder Awakening memories in the village below Of the children they've lost on the hill A world of work defines this land
They say, way down, at the edge of town Stalks the ghost of Wanleighgripp And what a sight she is at night As she haunts old Wanleigh tip Now the story goes that once, 'pon Ho
In mock approbation the Constable chides Most unwelcome these Special asides It adds to the way that the vandal derides Oh, what a wake-up in the morning!
I sell zombies to the military A death defying wheeze It's saved my Auntie Hilary And, of course, my Aunt Louise. Aunt Louise was batman to Archduke Ferdinand.
Sarah's cookery tickles Danny's thairm To the paunch and gulp Of viandes and of Veg. His prior disdain for giblets And for sprouts dissolved; And he asks for mustard too.