Captains hair
Shone softly in the sun
Rode on his best mare
To Sarah
Schoolboy eyes
Would stare in innocent fun
Never told no lies
He loved Sarah
Whispered by bramble
Carried by brook
To every fishers hook
Sarah
Fragrant fields
Playing croquet in the sun
Nothing appeals
Like Sarah
Whispered by bramble
Carried by brook
To every fishers hook
Sarah
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