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Rocketman
On The Village Outer fringes
Lives the legend Rocketman
If it burns, explodes or singes
Pyrotechnically, he’s your man
His potting shed’s a bomb store
He goes there when he chooses
To stack the shelves and fill the floor
with gunpowder and fuses
He plans every Guy Fawkes night
By astrophysics and geography
Filling the sky with sound and light
And aerial chor...
Sunday 3rd November 2024 1:34 pm
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