Poems and Songs

Captain of the EPS

When I was a lad with a smile so sweet

I took a little walk along Great King Street

I moved the chairs and I swept the floor

And I polished up the handle on the big front door.

I polished up the handle with such finesse

That now I am the captain of the E P S.

I went again and they said to me

You’re just the sort of fellow who can make the tea

I made the tea, no-one asked for more,

It tasted like you’ve never tasted tea before.

I poured that tea like a good hostess

And now I am the captain of the E P S.

I went once more and a voice said “You”

We’ve got another little job for you to do

If they come late, you let them in

The ringing of the bell, it makes an awful din.

I opened the door with such success

That now I am the captain of the E P S.

I entered a print, I entered a slide

And when I heard the judge I had to go outside.

You could trim this here, you could burn this in

But I think you’d better put it in the refuse bin.”

He thought my pictures were quite useless

That’s why they made me captain of the E P S

So if you make tea, and sweep the floor,

And polish up the handle on the big front door -

If you do this and you do that

And stay behind for tea and have a little chat,

If you take pictures without success

Then you all may be captains of the EPS

“Ko-ko”

 

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