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

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

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

These are probably the pies in London
I know why cares to take them
I should know, I them, but good? No
The pies in London
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 drink this, you'll it
The worst in London
And no with the price of meat

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

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

do in my shop
Just the thought of enough 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 just revolting? All greasy and gritty?
It looks like it's molting and like, well, pity
A woman alone with limited

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