I had this awful vision as I sat and ate my tea,
The battered plaice got off my plate and tried to batter ME,
I stuck my fork to hold it down,it didnt like my nips,
When I went for the vinegar,it golloped down my chips,
I came back to the table,scratched my head in my surprise,
Quite right love,you guessed it,it finished off our pies.
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