Dirty Rotten Scoundrels

Dirty Rotten Scoundrels The navvies were round knocking on doors They had some tarmac left and they could get more Yes we needed the drive and a path But we weren’t going to be in, that was the first laugh. We trusted them and listened to what they said they would do They would weed kill the ground and add hardcore too The day they arrived we would be at work But they promised crossed hearts they would not shirk We arrived home to a fantastic new drive Their promise they kept, is was a surprise Until one week later a dandelion grew It stuck up green leaves through the tarmac so new… On investigation we made a tiny little hole To find we could lift the path in a roll No hardcore or weed killer we had for our money Just a path we rolled up… looking back it was funny. © 19/08/2012 Tarmac= Black Top Navvies were Irish Gypsies