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Wait, what's your rush? What's your
You gave me a fright, I thought you was a ghost
Half a minute you sit? Sit you down, sit
All I meant is that I seen a customer for weeks

Did you come for a pie, sir?
Do forgive me if me head's a little
is that? But you'd think we had the plague
From the way that people avoiding, no, you don't

knows I try, sir
But no one comes in even to inhale
Right you are, sir, would you like a drop of
Mind you I can hardly them

are probably the worst pies in London
I know why nobody cares to them
I should know, I them, but good? No
The worst in London
that's polite, the worst pies in London
If you it take a bite

Is that just, You have to concede it
It's nothing but crusting, here this, you'll need it
The pies in London
And no wonder the price of meat

it is when you get it
Never I'd live to see the day
think it was a treat, finding poor animals
What are dying in the

Mrs. has a pie shop
Does a business, but I notice weird
all her neighbors cats have disappeared
Have to hand it to her, I calls enterprise
pussies into pies

Wouldn't do in my
Just the thought of it's enough to you sick
And I'm telling you pussycats is quick
No denying is hard, sir

Even harder than the pies in London
Only lard and nothing
Is that just revolting? All and gritty?
It looks it's molting and tastes like, well, pity
A woman with limited wind

And the pies in London
Sir, times is hard, is hard