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Catholic Town and other Poems
Catholic Town Its spire was never completed you know Neither was the central tower Pretty was walking on the wide path that separated the wall of Pugin’s garden and the west cliffs that fell deeply into the sea Solange was a few steps behind her and was holding an umbrella tight against the fierce wind…
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Two Short Stories about Tennis Ladybirds Revolution Marx and Engels Tussy and Laura and a picnic on Beachy Head
A Bath Full of Ladybirds Harriet Jane Kendall would travel over twenty miles to the next town to play tennis The reason for this was that the local tennis facility has been infested and destroyed by the blue ladybirds Harriet partnered the a vicars son named Gordon in doubles tournaments and occasionally partnered his identical…
