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6th
ON THE BEACH
The waves claw At the shingle Time after time. They fall back Again and again, Sighing, sighing.
Michael Harrison
7th
THE WILD WHITE HORSES
The day they sent
The wild white horses into the sea
Didn’t they frisk, and didn’t they frolic there! Didn’t they set
Their wild white manes flying
Didn’t they kick their legs up high in the air!
And night and day, night and day Don’t they pound along the shore, Don’t they thunder into the sand and pound and pound again.
Oh, set them free, set them free The wild white horses of the sea.
Berlie Doherty
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