Owt Fer Nowt Poem by James Hart

Owt Fer Nowt



‘No subscription fee
No fines for late returns
No charges at the library’
Whoopee! It’s free!

A man giving away
A very old car
Put a sign outside his house
Whoopee! It’s free!

And nobody came
It was too cheap
Too cheap by far
So he upped the stakes

Fifty pounds said the bright new sign
And before he turned his back
Somebody had stolen the very old car
The car priced at fifty quid

So the moral is:
‘Not even a thief likes owt fer nowt


©2009
James Hart

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