I Was sitting on a Bench in the park
Cutting off my toenails in the Dark
A smelly little flee sat on my Toes
Went up my Bum and out my nose
Then this scruffy pigeon came sat by me
I got out my loaf of bread and told it to flee
The poor little thing looked sad
So I said don't cry
Let me take you home and make pigeon pie
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