The Chicken Bank, Foiled

Dave...The armed robber Bank robber Back in sixty-three Would leave me sleeping muvva For much skullduggery Raiding banks, petrol stations And very auften...I swear He even raided The new joint Called............ Mothercare And wake his giant angel Who very loudly snored With booties bonnets mittens And cardies, she adored One day they got raided by many Old Bill Dave got all panicked Bout the money he did steal Muvva said dont worry' i know the perfect place' (she pulled out the chicken roasting) A grin upon 'er face She stuffed its hole with money Whilst Dave let in, The Bill She stood there trying not to grin As Dave looked slightly ill They searched high and low Even toilet system But never checked the fowl Most glorious, which Very smoothly glistened They even praised Ma's roast The aroma was devine They said how they hoped Theirs would be arf as fine Off drove the coppers Ma, Dave raced to the chicken Pulled out all the dollar Whilst happily finger licking