Maladroit Mal

Down the busy shopping street,

Tripping over two large feet,

Frightening babies in the pram,

Sneering at the traffic Jam.

Maladroit Mal,

Nobody's pal,

Taking a chance in the open.

Over local village green,

Geeing up the beauty queen,

Yelling great and profane oaths,

Making bakers soil their loafs.

Maladroit Mal,

Nobody's pal,

Taking a chance in the open.

Up the cut and down the dells,

Followed by unsavoury smells,

Ambling,

Shambling,

Crawling and

Gambolling.

Strolling,

Rolling,

Tripping,

Bowling.

Stumbling,

Bumbling,

Twitching,

Tumbling.

Maladroit Mal,

Nobody's pal,

Taking a chance in the open.

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