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

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

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

These are probably the worst in London
I know why nobody to take them
I know, I make them, but good? No
The pies in London
that's 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 worst in London
And no with the price of meat

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

Mrs. Mooney has a pie
Does a business, but I something weird
Lately all her cats have disappeared
Have to it to her, what I calls enterprise
pussies into pies

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

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

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