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Jul 03, 2009
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Lollipop
You gots to wear your ‘elmet
It’s a rule what can’t be broke
Suspose you ‘as a haccident
That wouldn’t be a joke
If sumfin’ comes a crashing
And it ‘its you on yer ‘ead
It could knock yer bloody brains out
An’ then you'd wake up dead
.
Yer boots, now they’re another fing
You shouldn’t be wivout
They could stop a painful injury
Of that there aint no doubt
Leather gloves and safety glasses
Are essential fings to wear
You needs yer safety clothing
It’s a nasty place out there
.
They don’t make rules for fun ya know
An’ I knows you feels a fool
But the elf an’ safety people
They is there to ‘elp us all
So stop your bloody whinging
Get yer sign, get on yer feet, cos
We ‘as to get these kiddiewinks
Safely ‘cross the street
© John W Fenn 02-07-2009
— shazbat, Jul 03, 2009
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Critiques
weirdelf
17 years ago
bloody brilliant!
shazbat
17 years ago
Well Jess, health and safety
Mark
17 years ago
Oh Man !
shazbat
17 years ago
Thanks Mark, glad it gave
Kit
17 years ago
LOL
shazbat
17 years ago
Glad you found it amusing
Skumpfsklub
17 years ago
I like funny. This is
shazbat
17 years ago
Perry, This is my little
Skumpfsklub
17 years ago
Yeah, the rhythm can't be improved any further. Done job!
shazbat
17 years ago
A little common sense would
Janice Pearce
17 years ago
Lollipop
shazbat
17 years ago
We aim to please Janice, its
Rett
17 years ago
'ey john
Mark
16 years 3 months ago
Nice
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