4 March 2013
Grand little town with its own market place,
Resting place of the late Pocahontas ,
All the streets lined with historic treats,
Vessels on the river upon the shore it greats,
Essex across the water,
Some of the less wise call it France!!
Every year in the summer we have a festival where we can dance.
Never can you be bored in a real family town,
Devoted are the council keeping it running sound.
Rose Tinted Town • Opuss № I