| Dear sir I write this note to you to tell you of my plight
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| For at the time of writing it I’m not a pretty sight
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| My body is all black & blue, my face a deathly grey
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| And I write this note to say why I am not at work today
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| While working on the 14th floor some bricks I had to clear
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| But tossing them down from such a height was not a good idea
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| The foreman wasn’t very pleased, he is an awkward sod
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| And he said I had to cart them down the ladders in me hod
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| Well clearing all these bricks by hand, it was so very slow
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| So I hoisted up a barrel and secured a rope below
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| But in my haste to do the job, I was too blind to see
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| That a barrel full of building bricks was heavier than me
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| And so when I untied the rope the ladder fell like lead
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| And clinging tightly to the rope I started up instead
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| I shot up like a rocket and to my dismay I found
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| That half way up I met the bloody barrel coming down
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| The barrel broke my sholder as to the ground it sped
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| And when I reached the top I banged the pulley with my head
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| I clung on tightly numb with shock from this almighty blow
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| While the barrel spilled out half its bricks some 14 floors below
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| Now when these bricks had fallen from the barrel to the floor
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| I then out-weighed the barrel and so started down once more
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| But I clung on tightly to the rope, my body racked with pain
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| And half way down I met the barrel once again
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| The force of this collision half way down the office block
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| Caused multiple abbraisions and a nasty case of shock
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| But I clung on tightly to the rope as I fell towards the ground
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| And landed on the broken bricks the barrel had scattered round
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| Well as I lay there on the floor I thought I’d passed the worst
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| But the barrel hit the pulley wheel and then the bottom burst
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| A shower of bricks rained down on me I didn’t have a hope
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| As I lay there bleeding on the ground I let go of the bloody rope
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| The barrel now being heavier, it started down once more
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| It landed right across me as I lay there on the floor
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| It broke three ribs and my left arm and I can only say
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| I hope you understand why I am not at work today |