Three Poem by Christopher Tye

Three



Three

Three times for luck,
Holy father, Holy ghost, Holy spirit,
Rulers three be the Queen, house of commons and house of lords,
Everybody needs three meals a day,
Eternal power of the trinity.

By Christopher Tye

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Christopher Tye

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Lincolnshire, England
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