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The pretty, little flower girl
There was a pretty, little flower girl
Many moons ago
She always found the brightest blooms
And sold them down The Row
The Row was full of scurrilous knaves
Who thought her smile so priceless
One day they took that smile away
And left her cold & lifeless
No man nor beast was ever caught
And flowers bloomed no-more
The Row fell grey with dank decay
An...
Monday 29th May 2023 7:10 pm
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