My Local shopkeeper had me fetchin and carryin
Five nights a week and mornings too
Look after the shop while i visit the loo
Moans and groans i could hear very clear
He sounded constipated
Shouting chuffin nora , oh dear
When i`ve finished on here
Will you go to my house and fetch my false teeth
See florence she`ll wrap them in parchment
if not ask for keith
As i walked back with teeth in my hand
Damp came through the parchment
When i got back the paper had gone
He put them straight in his mouth
Good job he said keep it up john
Copyright James Byrne
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