Wyatt, Robert Muddy Mouse (c)/Muddy Mouth Lyrics

What do Ann and Handy do after a long, exhausting shift?
Clean the spades and clear away the dirt? No of course not
Usually they lie down in the mud close together, just to save on heat
Work is split up, but it gets harder every day, it's never done.
Call it peaceful. Call it grinding the time away. Say that
Ditches aren't homely. Call it boredom. Either way,
Ann decides to potter off. How's that for brains?

Deep in the undergrows, Handy sighed with relief. He'd come alone in the dark
He'd come again at dawn, if not before the morning c___rise
Meanwhile in the bushes above, behind the toepath which goes along
Beside the canal leading to the sea, which in turn leads on to
All the major oceans - Indian, Atlantic, Pacific,
I can't remember the names Of the others
off - Handy cided to leave
He'd come apart at the seam - endangered life and lawn order before
The more since he lies (even under oaf handy lies) when he feels caught
Between righthand wrong. I think he just might have been wrong this time
Which in turn left him with few alternatives to relieving himself by hand
Alone in the dark, w___ing in the bog?