Speed
Once I worked for 'tcouncil sweepin streets and diggin' 'oles,
and was quite contented fulfillin' both these roles.
But like many workers I weren't inclined to rush,
'specially while in't gutter sweepin' streets by pushin' brush.
Then one day while workin' I found myself outside the law.
'cos a lady went to coppers and told 'em what she saw.
It seems that by her standards I was well beyond the pale,
she told the cops she'd seen me stampin' on a snail.
And so a few days later I found myself in court,
the beak looked down and said to me you seem a decent sort.
The charge is animal cruelty what have you got to say?,
I done it Judge I told 'im 'cos he'd followed me round all day.
Copyright © Antonio Aragones | Year Posted 2019
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