6.15am (leggings)

Oh it was about 6.15am when the morning was glowing gold,
and half the world was still asleep, when the crow began to call,
an unholy drum roll for the stinkpot chamberlain of the war struck terror cat,.

Some men had called in to pay their dues - as they had long been told,
respectable, emancipated, revolted at who they beheld, as he emerged
from the mountains of the toilet botherers domain, he swore and shouted
for the old woman's pay. " Give it to me, give it to me..." he roared   Full blast.
He'd had lots of practice, at home and on the streets of glass.

The men honest to a fault, objected in a loud refrain, "See here old Toilet Botherer"
they said, a chorus of indignation, "Our instructions are to see her plain,
and give her what is due"   "Nay Neigh!" swore the Toilet Botherer, his face
a massed outrage, "My wife is suffering, she's got the scarpa flow,
and there's maggots up the Nile.  Give me the money for her treatment
or the heritage project blows.  Not a one girl will have any children
for we'll bother them til they're bald."

"We'd rather not," said one man, his face a granite rock, "our business is elsewhere
and we've heard she's done to death."  The poor old rock he'd quite forgot
the mysterious magic of the door bell to wake poor people from their slumbers
in time forgot.  A passer by clinking pint bottles was asked to join the flock.
"Not I," he said pleasantly, "I know her well enough to talk."

The Toilet Botherer persisted after the man had gone, talking his way to cash
before the free Tesco bus.  ""We will find out, we'll check up," said one
with a sudden burst of passion.  "Go on," sneered the Toilet Botherer waving
his turkey neck about, "You find we do the business, she stays in bed too long."

"Not surprising," said  a stranger, "Since you order noise all night long, or else the others
get it in the toilet pan.  And its strange what folk will do, for a peaceful time
in the loo!"  What were they paying?  Who wasn't told and was it all a set up?
Who is Lady H...??  and do letters go amiss?