Lesley Rae Dowling
unravished brides
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Strident figures from the north
They rode into our town
Gnawed at out meat and ate our bread
Used our wine to wash it down
With eyes as big as wounds
Our hands at our sides
They came the only worthwhile things
our unravished brides
And then they rode away
And then they rode away
And then they rode away