From: Daibhid Ceannaideach
Newsgroups: alt.fan.pratchett
Date: 01 May 2003 16:27:54 GMT
Subject: [I] Lancre Express
Well, here it is:
On the Lancre Express,
Coachman's nerves are a mess,
He's been here a while.
See him cower in fear,
From a pair of old dears,
Wearing pleasant smiles.
The merchant and the spy,
Can smell Greebo and try,
To travel outside.
While the singer has eyes,
Only for Nanny's pies,
That's why he's so wide.
And Nanny Ogg sings,
Ba ba ba ba ba baba ba,
Ba ba ba ba ba baba ba,
Ba ba ba ba ba baba ba,
We're going to Ankh, you and me.
On the Lancre Express,
They will stop for a rest,
When the witches say.
It's a brave man who blinks
With everything Granny thinks,
Ending "Make my day!"
Breathing in is a trial,
It gets worse in a while,
With a pipe or three,
And when we're back on our way
That's when Nanny will say
That she needs to... and Nanny Ogg sings,
Ba ba ba ba ba baba ba,
Ba ba ba ba ba baba ba,
Ba ba ba ba ba baba ba,
We're going to Ankh, you and me,
Won't Agnes will be surprised to see?
When Esme's sad and feeling blue,
Gytha knows just what to do,
Give her a chance to make folk stressed,
Take a trip on the Lancre Express!
Dave
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