Charabanc Poems - Poems about Charabanc

...Mad Meg of the Moors they call her And she’s always dressed in white And she’s looking for a bus stop As she wanders through the night. You can hear her hideous mutter Oh my lord, oh dear, goo......

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...We received our invitation To an old time music hall. Where gentlemen wore Sunday's best And ladies; to the nines. Relaxing in the saloon bar, Exchanging pleasantries. Pre the......

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...England my England sets standards anew Coveted ideals drooled over by hordes an empire elated shall forever be true Gilded by conquest stronger men knew The Romans Saxons Vikings and Nords Eng......

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