The Blaggers

THE BLAGGERS How can I stop all those pesky blaggers at my door Haven't you lot had enough, no way, we want more They want all your possessions, and want your soul This to them, is not a past time, this their only goal They're all like zombies they just keep coming back Not one of them has any decorum; in manners lack Make sure your front door is locked; bolted up back Even the attic door in case this is where they attack I want a knight in armour, to show "em where to go Not any old toss pot, tin pan guy, putting on a show Indiana Shaw . . . : /