Bora born
Keys _
Always felt
on the belt
hanging on
that blue clip.
Morning check
what the heck
better sure
than tricked.
Now at work
ok bert
all those doors
to open.
Close ‘em up
let ‘em shut
each time we
pass through them.
Yes that's right
lock ‘em tight
each time the
room is opened.
Bloody hell
you can tell
drives me nuts
to use ‘em.
Then that day
oh! I say
can't believe
I lost ‘em.
Weekends here
out of there
so at work
I left ‘em.
I've searched now
high and low
I'm not sure
they're back there.
Trouble is
in this tiz
minds confused
where are they.
So you say
oh! which way
get them in
the morning.
Easily said
it's my head
THAT
master key's
among them.
- O -
© nov 2004 _ Nhawrr yirrpa
on the belt
hanging on
that blue clip.
Morning check
what the heck
better sure
than tricked.
Now at work
ok bert
all those doors
to open.
Close ‘em up
let ‘em shut
each time we
pass through them.
Yes that's right
lock ‘em tight
each time the
room is opened.
Bloody hell
you can tell
drives me nuts
to use ‘em.
Then that day
oh! I say
can't believe
I lost ‘em.
Weekends here
out of there
so at work
I left ‘em.
I've searched now
high and low
I'm not sure
they're back there.
Trouble is
in this tiz
minds confused
where are they.
So you say
oh! which way
get them in
the morning.
Easily said
it's my head
THAT
master key's
among them.
- O -
© nov 2004 _ Nhawrr yirrpa
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