Captain's 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 a bramble,
carried by a brook
to every fishers hook,
"Sarah"
Fragrant fields
Playing croquet in the sun
Nothing appeals
like Sarah
Whispered by a bramble,
carried by a brook
to every fishers hook,
"Sarah"
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