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Wait, what's your rush? What's your
You gave me such a fright, I thought you was a
Half a can't you sit? Sit you down, sit
All I meant is that I haven't a customer for weeks

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

Heaven I try, sir
But there's no one comes in even to
you are, sir, would you like a drop of ale?
Mind you I can hardly them

These are probably the worst pies in
I know why cares to take them
I know, I make them, but good? No
The worst pies in
Even polite, the worst pies in London
If you doubt it take a

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

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

Mrs. has a pie shop
a business, but I notice something weird
Lately all her neighbors have disappeared
to hand it to her, what I calls enterprise
Popping pussies pies

do in my shop
Just the thought of it's to make you sick
And I'm telling you them is quick
No denying is hard, sir

Even harder than the pies in London
Only lard and more
Is that just revolting? All greasy and
It looks like it's molting and tastes like, well,
A woman alone with limited

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