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Bunger-up
O' Rat-'Oles
Now
I reely ought ta tell yer, abart the job I've got.
To look at me you wouldn't think it true.
Now I don't look like a feller who 'as to be 'ard 'arted;
Well I'm not... but this is what I have ter do.
I'm
a bloke wot bungs up rat-'oles, I am reely,
I'm a rat-'ole bunger upper too and all.
And when I speak of rat-'oles I don't mean babies rattles,
I mean 'oles wot's bored by rats right thru' the wall.
Now I've 'ad and 'eard some narrow squeaks in my time,
Though I don't look brave or very fond of strife
Still, all the time there's rat-'oles, there'll be bungers-up of rat-'oles,
So it looks as though I've got a job for life!
Copyright;
Jack
Warner
Web Site: http://www.btinternet.com/~p.wilkinson2000/index2.html
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