The school dinner rap (Belle)

An old colleague (DP-G) could always talk me into anything. After she was called away to a dog-sitting emergency, she convinced me to take her place in a mixed-pair rapping competition.

I met my rapping partner in the lecture theatre and tried to learn the lyrics. The panic began to set in. It was obvious that I was going to have to stand on stage reading the lyrics off the paper rather than performing.  Also I wasn’t sure I could deliver the “liver and onions” and “tripe” lines with the appropriate level of humour.  My next action was inevitable.  I ran away.

 

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