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Nov 2011
Have you seen a wookey yet ?? I saw one yesterday
he gaited round some pebbles and never looked my way
could see what he was after cos seaweed is their food
its such a prized possesion to take it would be rude

they forage on the beach all day to seek it to be rich
to own a piece of seaweed is an honour ..
be sure a wookey style
the only thing that keeps them worried is us
and dare I say??

Their name is only whispered here...
no not loud at all
Cheddar George's ..from the black sand
a shiver to the core
they are a breed of wookey's that no one can decide
to fear them is to be aware they have a darkened side

Now wookeys live in peace they say and rarely do collide
however storms were brewing here a wookeys seaweed pride
i'll tell you more as i find out am sure to keep in touch
and as they say in wookey hole
go have a happy wookey day !!!
andy fardell
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