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Hastings Beach Boathouses (circa 1822!)

Beach residents of a different ilk  
The council once tried to milk  
To fill their coffers, and fill their bag  
In protest the residents, hoisted the American flag  

The council now, were somewhat irate  
As the beach was now, an American state  
The beach party revolted, against their persecution  
In 1822, began their American revolution  
 
The floundered Galleons, were now upside down  
Forming a part, of the America Ground  
As the flag flew high, the banners' star spangle  
It's shadow now cast, over the Trinity Triangle
  
by Jemia
Written by missjem56 (Jemia de Blondeville)
Published | Edited 11th Oct 2021
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