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NUMBERS

(T. Beechey)



One day two men

At three o'clock sharp

Paid four dollars each

For a five-string harp



They were Ed and Fred and they were twins

They lived down at the end where the road begins

One day,they went to a baseball game

Between teams I can't even begin to name



Six minutes later

During a seventh-inning stretch

They played "Eight Days A Week"

Which made nine people retch



Both John and George spun in their graves

Paul said to Ringo,"What a way to behave!"

Ringo replied,"I agree,it's so vile!

"Let's call the police!" Answered Paul,"I'll dial!"



Ten seconds passed

Then eleven cops came

And an twelve-man jury

Gave them thirteen years' blame



Now,Ed and Fred sit both holding tin cups

Behind prison walls --- their numbers are up