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Potholes
Potholes on the Broadway
Potholes in our street
Potholes on the bypass
Potholes ‘neath our feet
Gaping, gawping potholes
Like hungry mouths to feed
Cavernous capacious
The town has gone to seed
Potholes on the London Road
The busy A13
Enough to shake your bones to dust
Well you know what I mean
We met a taxi driver
Who took us to our door
He told us if it got much worse
He’d need a four by four
So if your dog is missing
Your very special pet
You’ll find it down a pothole
It’s howling from there yet
I came across a pothole
A dark and ragged vault
It seemed the ground had parted
Like the San Andreas Fault
Oh spare some tarmac councillors
And workers to repair
The thousand potholes in our town
Before we all despair
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