around the town with his
mate Harry and a couple of
old sailors who always end
up at the nearest pub
collecting beer mats and other
tales of old lorries from
the ■■■■■■■■ Fells beyond Morcambe
where the morris dancers are
limp wristed and very camp
but they do like a
challenge when someone criticizes their
little ankle bells and tambourines
which double-up as knuckledusters to
fight off the pole dancer’s
who also pick fruit and
drive lorries around europe for
crooks who pay them low
wages and treat them badly
but there into ■■■■■■■ so
they don’t feel the pain