Remember I told you about the puddle,
That forms outside my door,
See when it rains hard,
It's just grown more and more,
The only way to sort it,
Is to lift the grating free,
And clear the mud out,
It's easy you'll see,
The council were here this morning,
Complete wi' brush and *****,
Lifting out the grating,
That was blocking the puddle it made,
Water all brushed away,
Thinking it was fine,
Men fixed on the grating
Back on the van they climb,
Unknown to the council,
The water's not drained free,
They hadn't looked down the road,
All blocked up at twenty three,
I hope they come back,
And sort the mess they made,
The gutter needs sorted,
They need a draining *****,
The draining ***** is a thin one,
To get into tight spots,
The way that it should be used,
Is not by council clots,
The council are sure to ****** up,
Any job they undertake,
The way that they were clearing it,
Was one hell of a mistake,
I could do the job,
I could do it for free,
I'm not like the council,
It's just the job for me,
So if you've got a job,
For the council or maybe me,
Send me an email,
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