By Rita | ||
‘Twas in the Sherwood forest green, Deep in a hidden glen, A tall and blue-eyed, gold-haired man Spoke to his merry men.
“Now men,” quoth he, “I’ve been to town
Why does the sheriff need these men?” |
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By Rita | ||
‘Twas in the Sherwood forest green, Deep in a hidden glen, A tall and blue-eyed, gold-haired man Spoke to his merry men.
“Now men,” quoth he, “I’ve been to town
Why does the sheriff need these men?” |
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