I knew a nice removal guy; a sound, hard working man,
He shifted lots of furniture and drove a massive van,
Fussy and particular; he never broke a thing,
He loved to deal in antiques and he specialised in Ming,
He’d pack it all in newspaper, his face in sunny smiles,
Once his van was loaded, he would drive for miles and miles,
He was very very busy, whether country, whether town,
He worked so many hours and he would never turn work down,
That wasn’t very sensible; one day he had a glitch,
He dozed off at the wheel and his van tipped into a ditch.
That very nice removal man paid dear for his mistake,
Now we see him at the market, where he’s selling Ming Mosaic…
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