Me, you, wee Suzie too,
All going to the fair.
Jaye, May and Laura Rae,
We are meeting there.
Jane the pain, her brother Cain,
Who live just up the street,
Evil Dwayne and big Lorraine,
We were unfortunate to meet.
Kick, punch, jab, slap,
A bruise upon a chin.
The fair man, he just looked and said,
'Yer a' no gettin' in'.
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This appealed to my sense of humour well done and thanks for the smile.