A Nice Pair Of Dumplins - Poem by George BernardBloodyShaw
You'd like my dumplins
all sizzling in my meat
my dumplins l know you'd like to meet
l'm trained, to, at gravy
learnt that in the navy
well, actully the sea cadets.
What you eat is what you get
McDonalds boxes round your legs
so for my dumplins you may beg.
attracting the foxes
to me it's stark
when your in the park
eating your rubbish from cardboard boxes..Hey! !
Don't you start before l've finished 'cos
l can't see your feet mate
for McDonalds boxes
so if you'd like to meet mate
my dumplins so soft and round
as my dumplins don't abound much anymore...
Chewing the box..1
lf you can tell the difference! ! ! ! !
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