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The Walls Are Weepin' Baby!
Blimey what a palava,
I said the walls are weeping baby,
I told him, I did, but he didn't listen,
He said he'd fix them…maybe!
But look at the water drippin', I said,
And what about the paper too,
It's a mess, but let me guess,
It's much too much for you to do!
Well the walls are weepin' baby!
So get it sorted really quick!
Or you won't get your rent, pal!
All you'll get is stick!
So he decided to sort it out at last,
15 years later oh my!
At least he did it! And now at last…!
The walls are all dry…! Wow!
Well the weepin' walls are dry again,
But really at what cost!
The plasters as knackered as can be!
So really, in pocket he lost!
The Walls Are Weepin' baby,
But not as much as him!
Cos after all, when said and done,
His money's wearing thin!
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