Men bridged the mighty harbour,
It lasted 30 years,
An angry soul, vindictive goal,
unleashed their deepest fears,
The water's rushed and dreams were crushed
Farmland was swept away,
What had remained was land reclaimed.
The settlers would stay,
The mighty harbour mouth was closed,
by gravel rock and stone,
A sandy park would make it's mark
So close to humble home.
The past shows us the future,
More than a century on shore,
We stay with pride down by the tide,
for many decades more.
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