QUIBBLING OVER THE PRICE

I walked down the jetty,

To the ferry,

Wear the ferryman 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 PRICE IS A POUND! ''

''AND I 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





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Written on 2010-05-16 at 00:12

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Stan Cooper The PoetBay support member heart!
Wise escape Ken

xxx Stan
2010-05-16