The Bexleyheath Shuffle

Lucy need the toilet.
so Jane has to go to.
Pouting in the mirror,
toilet paper down the bra.

Shuffle round your handbag,
shuffle to the bar,
down your gin&tonic,
shuffle where you are.

Snogging in the back room,
knickers round the knees,
Lucy’s licking Gary, she’ll do anything to please.

And Tim’s got his finger somewhere
Tim’s finger shouldn’t be.

And shuffle one step to your left,
and shuffle one step to your right,
and shuffle backwards
and shuffle forwards again.

Shuffle round your handbag,
shuffle to the bar,
down your gin&tonic,
shuffle where you are. . . .( and so on)

©Miss Roberts