Pastie Verses Guitar

 Pastie Verses Guitar 

A pastie, I fancy a pastie

So I join a queue, way down the street

An I’m outside Booths music

Wanting something to eat

Then I see a guitar

I forget the pastie

My belly is hungry

And it’s getting nasty

My head wants a guitar

My heart is bleeding

My belly sends message

He wants bloody feeding

 In Ye olde Pastie Shoppe

There’s pasties and pies

My brain and my belly

Have synced with my eyes

The guitar was distracting

It got me all flustered

Now I’m buying two pasties

And I might have a custard