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The Idle Club

I've always had an idle brain
and with it idle thoughts,
and with this idle brain attained
an idle nought...
 
I should join the Idle Club
in Bradford's Idle town,
but I couldn't pay the blessed sub
I've idled brass right down.

I've often heard, in idle talk,
what idle folk have said,
'bout making all the idle work
for their board and bed.

Now, I have loved my idle life,
work? Now there lies a farce!
and all the idle gossiping folk
can kiss my rag clad arse!

(Sorry Idle)
Written by Rew
Published
Author's Note
It's a bit regional
Idle, a village, now
a suburb of the city
of Bradford has a club
A working man's club.
(Idle working man's Club) and I've
used that fact & word to
spin this tale. Sorry Idle.

I can't be the first, surely?
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