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Three Friars

In Sherwood Forest did Friar Tuck

Love a pork pie while

Chaucer's glib wanton spurned

Slum and gutter dwellers, and now tonsured

Brother Dominic, a noble pillar to his Order has been on

Pilgrimage to preach at Durham where the Hounds of the Lord the

Black Friars dwell at St Cuthbert's, and like his

Founding father

St Dominic, the Inquisitor-General, whose

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