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 Then you could 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 Cockney