Ben The Bargain Bod
Busting my balls, and as bold as brass,
I'm bent on a bargain and can't let it pass.
My heart boom booms! My eyeballs pop.
I'm out of the car and into the shop.
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I beeline the bloomers, baguettes and buns.
I bolt to the bread. To bagels i run.
They're brilliantly baked, and beautifully brown.
The baker's batch is always marked down.
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There's bananas and beans below bottom price.
Baby beet beauties and basmati rice.
There's a big box of bacon that's begging to be bought.
And a big bag of biscuits at a price near nought.
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The blackboard special offers bottles of booze.
You buy one, you get one, so how can you lose?
There's bread and butter pudding and blackberry tart.
Is there room in the freezer? Well i don't give a fart!
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There's body building bounties like brisket of beef.
Big blocks of butter, and dried bay leaf.
There's birthday cakes, belly pork, pate in a pot.
So bollocks to the budget, i'll buy the bloody lot!
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