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

Did you come for a pie, sir?
Do forgive me if me head's a vague
What is that? But you'd think we had the
From the way that people keep avoiding, no, you

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

These are probably the pies in London
I know why nobody cares to them
I should know, I them, but good? No
The pies in London
Even polite, the worst pies in London
If you doubt it 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 with the price of

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 something
Lately all her 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 make you
And I'm telling you them is quick
No times is hard, sir

Even harder the worst pies in London
lard and nothing more
Is just revolting? All greasy and gritty?
It like it's molting and tastes like, well, pity
A woman alone with limited

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