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Martyr
T’was the twenty fourth of February,
eighteen thirty four,
when the Tolpuddle sheriff
came a’knocking at my door.
Served with a warrant
I was swiftly hastened away
for taking an illegal oath
to challenge my meagre pay.
You see we were only paid six shillings a week
for working the squires land,
so we set up a trade union
and in our little band
...Monday 15th April 2019 2:44 pm
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