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April 13, 2014

 

 

He was a man who could say no,

and not be swayed by a body blow.

 

He was a man to toe the line

and holdfast beliefs that were not equine.

 

No horseplay for him, the man who could say no.

On foot he left in wellies, heading for deep snow.

 

 

 

 

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