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Through the gunsmiths I go

Telling tales of who I’ll shoot

Next on route

And they’ll agree that it’s a harmless part

Slash they’re in my boot

As cold as a newt

That water dripping like the juice from a grapefruit

I’ll exit softly with my parachute

Who’s that roasting Defoe?

Smoking scores of cheap cheroots

King Canute

In a racing car looked awfully cute

He signed a dispute

And shared out the loot

The petrol dripping like the juice from a grapefruit

And ginger crumbs from an arrowroot

Don’t you assume that I improve?

You would be out of the groove

For bad assuming is the maggot in the food of love

Through the bunch of

Filling scales with bags of fruit

For a brute

For they’ll look brilliant in our flat in Beirut

Fruit is a hoot

One with a suit

Soaked completely with the juice from a satsuma

And moulted fur from a labrador

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