it was a weird night
working at local pub
it gave me a fright
after finished serving grub
some undesirable people
came in the pub and swearing
after they'd been at the steeple
on the bells they'd been blaring
ding dong ding
those blokes did pull
there was a lot of up swing
well at least the pub ain't dull
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