There must have been seven chimneys
In the great house on the hill,
I never actually counted them
While the house was standing still,
...
The Inn sat down in a hollow,
Deep in a grove of trees,
It sat so far from the road, the yard
Was two feet deep in leaves,
...
He waited until the Moon was high
And its beam shone on the sand,
Telling himself the time was nigh
He could overcome the land,
...
‘To whomever it may concern, ' he wrote,
Hunched over an evening star,
‘This, my last will and testament
For you, whoever you are,
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Her picture was in ‘The Courier',
A beauty with auburn hair,
I must admit I was taken in
As I sat alone, to stare.
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‘I begged you not to go to the lake
For I knew that he'd be there,
Whenever we'd go to the lake before
He would come out, sit and stare,
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My uncle lived in a big old house
At the end of Mayfair Drive,
With thirteen rooms and a library,
Whilst he was still alive.
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He pondered over the note he wrote,
Sat hunched and cold in his chair,
He nodded once as he read it then
And signed the bottom with flair,
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Annette, she was a Worthingham
And Karen, she was a Lee,
But both of them were adopted
In the war, in '43.
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Deep in the gloom of her bedroom,
Young Kathy dried her tears,
It wasn't as bad as the red room
She'd been banished to for years,
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