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He catches rats for a living The fine young, jolly young man Says if you can't get rid of them Call me, because I can I'll trap 'em, drown 'em, poison 'em, Hit 'em on the head Failing that I'll fire some shot; Fill 'em up with lead Bedbugs, fleas, ants, pigeons in the loft Squirrels being troublesome Tell me, I'll stop the lot Then he handed me a business card Said this is me as well So if you fancy tasty burgers Just give me a bell
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Feb 15, 2013
Feb 15, 2013 at 2:20 PM UTC
rat catcher
He catches rats for a living The fine young, jolly young man Says if you can't get rid of them Call me, because I can I'll trap 'em, drown 'em, poison 'em, Hit 'em on the head Failing that I'll fire some shot; Fill 'em up with lead Bedbugs, fleas, ants, pigeons in the loft Squirrels being troublesome Tell me, I'll stop the lot Then he handed me a business card Said this is me as well So if you fancy tasty burgers Just give me a bell
All the world's a stage the actor said And every man must play his part Then he rather ruined it By letting out a little ****
martin
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Feb 15, 2013
Feb 15, 2013 at 2:20 PM UTC
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