Hour 20_ the watchtower

A lone man in a black wool coat

From the ruined tower do keep vigil.                Of old folks suspecting no ill

First he took the old barber out.                        Followed by poor old Mrs trout

The next week it was Becky’s turn.                  Then old Ben who couldn’t even run

One by one the old folks in town.                      All went out and had fun in turns

By that lone man in a black wool coat.

 

 

 

 

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