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May 2021
The Black Horse, a gin house
On an area, quite profound
Many a seafarer, got blown of course
When landing in the America Ground

The Black Horse soon expired
And was lost, there was no search
But soon the ground was rebuilt, not hired
By the Holy Trinity Church
Written by
Jemia de Blondeville  63/Transgender Female/hastings
(63/Transgender Female/hastings)   
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