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She volunteered at the hospice,
They'd seen off her old man fine
Daytimes she was a lollipop lady
Keeping kids safe with her sign
Then she took ill, her sight went
Gradually the kids put in peril,
A brain tumour behind her eyes
Still the kids relied on old Beryl
Sadly she gave up the hospice
Painkillers made her too weary
The kids noticed she was tired
Ge...
Sunday 25th October 2020 10:43 am
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