The vicar was doing renovations

His churchyard wall needed repair

A pile of waste stone remained

Who took it he didn't seem to care

My share made a fine rockery

Planted with Alpine flowers

There in the moonlight it lies

Above it a yew tree towers

How those stones seem to glow!

Do I hear church bells at night?

I've drawn the conservatory curtains

Those roc...

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