attempting again to post my reconstructed post lost earlier due to composing directly in the box - and lost g*d knows where a few minutes ago...

Lebanese Chocolate Shopper
(tune:The Streets of Laredo)

Oh, list' to the tale of the Lebanese shopper,
who let her desire for choc'late gain sway
Imagine the calories, weight-gain and bloating
The least of the prices that she had to pay

As she was out shopping one morning in London
A shopping by Woolworths, North London, one day
She spied in the window a bar of rich choc'late
And cried to her driver "Stop NOW, I pray!"

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The limousine slowed and it pulled to the curbside
Out popped our shopper in veil and black robes
Visions of choc-o-late, nougat and toffee
temporarily paralyzing her cognitive lobes

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Most swiftly she strode through the store to the counter
informed the sales clerk of her impulsive yen
And ordered her Mars bars be brought to her quickly
The total was over one thousand times ten!

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Two hundred boxes plus twenty were loaded
in the limo two hundred and twenty did go
She paid for them all with a fistfull of pound notes
For she had in her purse not a single Euro!

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The why's and the wherefore's of her impulse shopping
are clearly a myst'ry to the Woolworth's staff
Tho' gladly they rejoice in profiting greatly
they certainly hope that she will come back!