Paris Scrapping

In Paris it’s hot today 

On the cans all day

Say sorry what mate 

What did you say?

Push you away 

Yeah, get your mate

Take my place

Shield my face

Shout GET THEM HEMINGWAY

Set him straight 

Know for whom the bell tolls 

Hit him a belt, skyward ten toes 

He went down axed tentpole 

Old Man and the Sea, old man vs Me 

Tie his hands, farewell to arms

Look to James, plainly alarmed

Finnegan slept now in a minute

Beat him black as Guinness.

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