He's in his early twenties you might say in his prime
And he has not been guilty of any serious crime
Yet for his involvement in a bar brawl his reputation is at stake
But have those who condemn him ever made one mistake?
He's a bit on the wild side just twenty one years old
And he's not a bad person he has a heart of gold
But for his one misdemeanour the knockers drag him down
As if he is a bad type one of the worst in town.
But he's the one on saturday after working hard all week
Who helps out Mrs Marshall for she is aged and weak
He mows her grass and trims her hedge and never accepts pay
You won't find many better despite what some might say.
He's not a serious offender and it does seem quite unfair
That with serious offenders his knockers him compare
In the ruination of reputations they seem to quite enjoy
And it seems to make them happy when one's good name they destroy.
To help out the poor people he goes out of his way
Yet for his one minor act of indiscretion 'twould seem he has to pay
Though a victim of the knockers the man is good and kind
His heart is in the right place and his equals hard to find.
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