Here I am livving in Sharrow
where the streets are too narrow,
I travel around in a wheel barrow
eating a marrowhere in Sharrow.
Not nice if you have a Car
'Cos its near Hunters Bar
Parking is few and far
Here in SharrowIts not Harrow
Some say Sharrow's a dump
That gives me the hump
'Cos when I'm in hurry
I go there for a curry.
In Sharrow makes me hurry.
There's a lump
That just may be a dump
Srry to hear of your ordeal,
For your pain I really do feel,
The tikka can be hot,
Really makes you trot,
Next time I suggest a pub meal
A poem about Sharrow - from the 'community'
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