Early in the morning it is so dark,
We are setting off for Sandown Park,
We pack our wares so tidy and just,
If we do so well, we wont go bust.
We travel wide roads we go so fast,
we think of fairs of recent past,
This year a stand we cannot afford,
Just hoping someone will welcome us aboard
We arive at the racecourse in good time,
we hope to god everything will go just fine,
First we seak out friends at Diplomat,
there not here, that Stewarts a rat,
Well lets put on our thinking cap,
well go to the bar the coffees on tap,
we look at the wall it is so bare,
our glance turned to a stubborn stare
I know, said Geoff, where we can go for free,
Lets seek out Mike at Jubilee.
off we went to find his stand,
a noise in the background of a band,
we looked all over so quick And true,
Hell mikes not here what shall we do?
The stands erected around the hall,
many companies expect a ball.
I know said Geoff what it is to be,
we must hunt and look for T and G
so we found, a man and his table,
we showed him our wares and if we were able.
The gentleman aggreed at a glance,
we talked of disputes within France,
so we set up in space we were given,
up came Maurice Habden and David Niven.
We had a chat about the trade,
What a year no cash made.
off they went to look at the show,
we looked around the stands aglow,
all too soon the show came to an end,
the stands come down and home we send,
this will be written as the best,
it realy hasnt been as good as the rest,
Homeward bound we do look back,
well this year we missed the right track,
planning is what we need for next year
We reach in the fridge, so empty of beer.
Paddington Bill
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