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monkeys trips


i once went to the monkey house
on top of up on hill
i took along a dozen eggs
with yokes all set to kill

we travelled on the rossmore flyer
up and down those hills
through alder road and monkeys hump
you could hear those jingly tills

the weather it was wet and cold
with puddles for to splash
the yokels all spoke durzet twang
the chattering did last

the gypsy kids were chavys then
there were sherwoods all in line
i thought i saw the regal flicks
had a neat woodbine

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