Tuesday, 20 March 2012

Old Devonshire ballad

No internet connection at my place for another 12 weeks or so, I've managed to assemble this and it'll have to do until then!

When to a pummy ground
You squeeze out all the juice Sir
Then fill a cask well bound
And set it by for use Sir,
Oh, let the cider flow
In ploughing and in sowing-
The healthiest drink I know,
In reaping and in mowing.

Will be back on track soon, I promise.

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