8.Sarah
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
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Whispered by a bramble,
Carried by a brook
To every fishers hook,
'sarah'
Fragrant fields
Playing croquet in the sun
Nothing appeals
Like sarah
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