Wednesday, 14 November 2007

Granny Scot and The Robber

My granny hobbled down the street
to buy some bread and buy some meat
and when she hobbled back again
a robber waited in the lane
to steal her purse and bread and meat

He grabbed her bag and pulled a lot
so granny called her old dog Scot
Scot knew how to sit and beg
and bite a robber on the leg
and so he did the good brave Scot

Then granny found her mobile phone
which had a tweety-tweety tone
She rang policemen who came quick
and took the robber to The Nick
She shared her meat with good brave Scot
- the bread she had to eat alone
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