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White Field Green Sheep
White Field Green Sheep
he's gone wandering again yon down by the river
she think fear knows when the dog come back
with lead and red collar but no four fingered hand
the special is up calming her down nodding
whilst them as nosey agree to casually look 'afar
as they brave twice daily rain on the school run
he's gone yon again wandering lost int' a river
of landmarks and place names ...
Friday 13th March 2015 10:25 pm
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