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Woody Bay


In Woody Bay, Room Twenty-two

Where side by side we shared the view

At Hunters Inn by dashing streams

Our kissing bridge to link our dreams

At Porlock Weir on sun-warmed stones

With hot love fed on ice cream cones

East Quantoxhead where fields meet sea

And rock seats cast for thee and me

Tonight I'll dream that I'm with you

In Woody Bay, Room Twenty-two.

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