QUIBBLING OVER THE PRICE
I walked down the jetty ,Too the fairy ,
Wear the fairy man waited ,
Dressed in his cowl ,
His hood covered his face ,
He held out his bonny hand ,
I put in my penny ,
All was quiet ,
Then like a crack of thunder ,
His voice broke the silence ,
''THE PRISE IS A POUND! ''
''AND DON'T TAKE PLASTIC!'' ,
''WHAT A POUND! '' ,
I replied indignantly ,
We had a bit of a Barney ,
''YES A POUND , STERLING! ''
''YOU KNOW V A T , COUNCIL TAX '' ,
''INFLATION AND THAT KIND OF THING '' ,
'' , WELL IT ALL ADDS UP YOU KNOW '' ,
'' THE COST OF DEATH '' ,
''WELL I GOTTER MAKE A DYEING YOU KNOW '' ,
''WELL '' , I replied ,
''Stuff that , then I aint coming '' ,
So I turned on me heels ,
Walled back down the jetty ,
And back home I went
Poetry by ken d williams
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Written on 2010-05-16 at 00:12
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