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'C' THE LANTERNS
Oh wondrous River Avon
Gurgling gently and so free
Dissecting Bradford-upon-Avon
On through Wiltshire to the sea
See the lanterns, hear the children
Watch their parents smile with glee
Once the festival has started
Please do not look for me
I'll be in the —anal Tavern
Hoping they've replaced the 'C'!
There is less than a week to go if you want to enter.
Wednesday 23rd July 2014 2:55 pm
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