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Lorraine

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“ARE you ready for your steeplechase, Lorraine, Lorraine, Lorree?
Barum, Barum, Barum, Barum, Barum, Barum, Baree.
You’re booked to ride your capping race to-day at Coulterlee,
You’re booked to ride Vindictive, for all the world to see,
To keep him straight, and keep him first, and win the run for me.”
Barum, Barum, Barum, Barum, Barum, Barum, Baree.

She clasp’d her newborn baby, poor Lorraine, Lorraine, Lorrèe,
Barum, Barum, Barum, Barum, Barum, Barum, Baree.
“I cannot ride Vindictive, as any man might see,

And I will not ride Vindictive, with this baby on my knee;
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Clive Bracking 24 August 2007

my mum was taught this poem as a young girl at school in the mid twentys she has wished many times that she could remember it all alas with advancing years all but thefirst verse has been forgotten thank you very much clive bracking

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