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The village pump is where she was stationed Her purpose in life, to glean information Every morsel of 'news' she'd greedily savour Though reluctant to empty her head, to fill up her neighbour's That mucky young hussy's expecting you'll find I'm certain I know who did it this time He bought a bike, the crafty young fella And no good came on it Doris I tell ya He put one in Fram in the family way And thas a good fifteen mile away And if you ask me, he's too fond of his sister If there's a young'un who's willing round here he'd not miss her So lock up your daughter do she'll be the next He'll be snouting round here before long I expect And look at poor Bob, they say he's frustrated They reckon his hip bone is half discolated Same as old **** see him hick with his stick All wore up and not sixty as yit You don't look wholey clever yourself Doris you really should keep an eye on your health And Grandma Green has took to her bed I'll drop by there today, 'cos same as I say You're a long time dead Well I should be going, I've said too much already Cheerio now, and do you goo steady
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Nov 4, 2012
Nov 4, 2012 at 3:43 PM UTC
At the village pump
The village pump is where she was stationed Her purpose in life, to glean information Every morsel of 'news' she'd greedily savour Though reluctant to empty her head, to fill up her neighbour's That mucky young hussy's expecting you'll find I'm certain I know who did it this time He bought a bike, the crafty young fella And no good came on it Doris I tell ya He put one in Fram in the family way And thas a good fifteen mile away And if you ask me, he's too fond of his sister If there's a young'un who's willing round here he'd not miss her So lock up your daughter do she'll be the next He'll be snouting round here before long I expect And look at poor Bob, they say he's frustrated They reckon his hip bone is half discolated Same as old **** see him hick with his stick All wore up and not sixty as yit You don't look wholey clever yourself Doris you really should keep an eye on your health And Grandma Green has took to her bed I'll drop by there today, 'cos same as I say You're a long time dead Well I should be going, I've said too much already Cheerio now, and do you goo steady
martin
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Nov 4, 2012
Nov 4, 2012 at 3:43 PM UTC
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