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  This old Pocket Watch In 1680, made in MaidaVale If it could talk What a tale it could tell The old watchmaker Slaved away all day To bring to life his creation This timepiece, by the end of the day Sold to a merchant traveling From Bath to Bristol When he was held up By Dick Turpin and his pistol So the pocket watch found a new owner For a number of years or so Until the day that Dick Turpin was hanged What a way to go   For a couple of centuries It disappeared from view But turned up in a auction in London From whence it came no one knew Bought by a London banker As a present for his son Who was that very morning Leaving to fight for his country at Verdun With the watch safely in his uniform pocket It was carried over the ocean blue To where our gallant soldier fell in battle Just outside the town of Acentoo The watch was found and brought back to England And became a family heirloom Passed down from son to son As wealthy families do Now the proud possession of the Earl of Wessex A scholar and a man of note it’s true And it still keeps perfect time Considering all that it’s been through So always remember When you look at something really old and battered What history it could contain and recant If it could talk and say what really mattered