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Selector's Lot
When the Old Town Traffic Warden isn’t sticking,
isn’t sticking
Little tickets on my car with baleful squint,
From his files of colour negatives he’s picking, he is
picking
Those he thinks might make an exhibition print.
His pictorial ambitions I will smother, I will smother,
I will blight his hopes and spoil his joy and fun.
Oh, take one consideration with another, with another,
A selector’s lot is such a happy one..
When my friendly tax collector isn’t posing, isn’t
posing
Nasty questions re my last expense accounts,
He is busy by his dark-room lamp exposing, lamp exposing
Twelve by sixteens in fantastical amounts.
And I know that I could save him all the bother, all the
bother
For his chances of acceptance total - none!
Oh, take one consideration with another, with another
A selector’s lot is such a happy one.
When the politician’s finished coyly beaming,
coyly beaming
In the hope I’ll put my cross against his name,
He is peering through his Leica and he’s dreaming, he
is dreaming
That his photographic skill will bring him fame,
I’ve ,a cross against his name all right, oh bother,
right oh bother
And his prints will be rejected every one.
Oh take one consideration with another,
A
selector’s lot is such a happy one..
“Ko-ko”
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