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Coin Exchange

A busy Victorian street in London, our actors take their places and break into song

Lovable rogue
Come over here Sir,
let me take your hat there,
come and relax in my chair.
I'll shine your shoes,
you can't lose,
read all about them
in the evening news.

Just half a Crown,
and don't you frown,
or that big bloke
will knock you down.
Don't you run,
he's got a gun,
only joking
where's your sense of fun?
Let’s have your purse,
please don't curse,
If you struggle
it'll make it worse.
Have your hat there,
get out of my chair,
time you were on your way,
Sir.


Well dressed Gent
Someone please, stop these thieves,
better check their pockets,
and look up their sleeves.

Police officer
What’s going on? Don’t' try and run,
you'll be in prison before the day is done.

Lovable rogue
Officer, we wouldn't dare,
this gent here tried to nick my chair,
put us down and here's a crown
here’s another not to get sent down.

Police officer
Be on your way and mind you stay
away from me or I'll have my day.

Well dressed Gent
This isn't funny, they stole my money,
you’re a disgrace,
bribes to you seem common place.

Police officer
Now listen Sir
life isn't fair,
when you try to steal a chair,
but don’t you frown,
here’s a Crown,
now be on your way or I’ll take you down.
Written by Razzerleaf
Published
Author's Note
You need to read this with the different voices :)
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