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Black Shuck (Bungay)
Anon
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The church appear'd a mass of flame And while the
storm did rage A black and fearful monster came All
eyes he did engage.
All down the church in midst of
fire The Hellish monster flew And passing onward to
the quire He many people slew.
Many were stricken
to the ground Whereof they strangely died And many
others there were found Wounded on every side.
The
church itself was rent and torn The clock in pieces broke
Two men who in the belfry sat Were killed upon the spot.
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