The darkness within

listen all who will, come and listen to this song. to the left is summer, light and warmth. to the right is spring, new life and dreams. to the front is fall, life still and the knowing of the times. but behind is were you will find me. in the cold and were death dwells. come talk sit a while, for spring is around the corner to warm your hands

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Custom

A customer!?

Wait! Where's your rush? Where's your hurry?
You gave me such a fright,
I thought you was a ghost,
Have a minute, can't you sit! Sit you down, sit!
All I meant is that I haven't seen a customer in weeks,
Did you come in for a pie sir?
Do forgive me if me head's a little vague.
-What was that?
But you'd think we had the plague,
By the way the people keep avoiding,
-No you don't,
Heaven knows I try sir,
But there's no one even comes in to inhale,
Right you was, would you like a drop of ale?

Mind you I can hardly blame them,
These are probably the worst pies in London...
I know why nobody cares to take them
I should know, I make 'em,
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The worst pies in London...
Even that's polite,
The worst pies in London,
If you dare to take a bite......
Is that just disgusting?
You'll have to concede it,
It's nothing but crusting,
Her drink this, you'll need it,
The worst pies in London,

And no wonder with the price of meat,
What it is, when you get it,
Never thought I'd live to see the day,
Men'd think it was a trick finding poor animals what are dying in the street,

Mrs. Mooney has a pie shop,
Does her business but I noticed something weird,
Lately all her neighbours cats have disappeared,
Have to hand it to her, what I calls enterprise, poppin' pussys into pies,
Wouldn't do in my shop,
Just the thought of it's enough to make you sick,
And I'm tellin' you them p***y cats is quick,

No denying times is hard sir,
Even harder then the worst pies in London,
Only lard and nothing more,
Is that just revolting?
All greasy and gritty,
It looks like it's molting,
And tastes like...
Well pity a woman alone, with limited wind and the worst pies in London,
Ah sir,
Times is hard,
Times is hard.
 

let those who judge, judge in their light. let those who speak, speak in their own right, let those who fight, fight as their own, and let those who wish to be, free

There you'll sample Mrs. Lovett's meat pies,
Savoury and sweet pies as you'll see,
You who eat pies,
Mrs. Lovett's meat pies conjoure up the treat pies used to be.


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