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Oct 2017
I don't know when or
who bought it, old worn,
battered, richly patinated,
ill-fitting our modern room.

Addressed with reverence
dur to age and tradition,
setting for many meals,
seances and squeals.

I was the noble Arthur
for a time, with a kingdom
to protect, a faith to defend
and my comrades to command.
Written by
Tony Luxton  Runcorn
(Runcorn)   
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     Ioana - Silvia Manea, ---, lex and Toriana
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