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A village that I live beside Loch Long

 

Where  the waves and the driving spray sing song


 

But inland, whenever I’m forced to dwell

 

I miss the song of that restless swell.



 

And the lighthouse tower and the cheerful light

 

Flashing along the shore at night

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then there came a groaning sound<br /> As the water moved and waves would pound<br /> the shore with a mighty crash and Shake<br /> The monster of the loch then I would wake
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J
.<br /> <br /> Wonderful<br /> <br /> that was nice<br />
L
Beautiful place, Jack! I can see why you'd miss it when you're absent!
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J
thank you