The Vicar Of Stiff Key Poem by Brian Stafford

The Vicar Of Stiff Key



I've took a few apples,
And I've poached a few fish,
I've tried to be good,
And stay clear of the bad,

But the Vicar of Stiff Key is after me,
the Vicar of Stiff Key is after me.
is after me.
after me,
after me;

I have given some lip,
And just a little cheek,
I've tried to be glad,
And I've never been mad;

But the Vicar of Stiff Key is after me,
the Vicar of Stiff Key is after me.
is after me.
after me,
after me.

I've been a little devil,
But never dined with him,
I've been a little lazy,
But I've never been crazy,

But the Vicar of Stiff Key is after me,
the Vicar of Stiff Key is after me.
is after me.
after me,
after me.

Sunday, March 29, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: imagination
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Brian Stafford

Brian Stafford

Manchester, England
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