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Carol's a novice bell-ringer
campanology is her forte
she pulls my bell with gusto
at night especially naughty
she couldn't leave me alone
never enjoyed a silent night
my bell was at her mercy, a
fast Treble Bob her's by right
in the bell-tower she excelled
Christmas peals lit the snow
triples at the end of her rope
enough to lay a reverend low
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Saturday 26th December 2020 10:40 am
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