In the sweet little, neat little, Only one street little Parish of Puddle O'er which I preside. There dwells a young lady whose name is O'Grady prefixed by the Christian names Caroline Sady, And rumour has stated, The facts circulated, That she is as thin as a lath, And I'm bound to admit That she is every bit, For I saw her today in her bath... chair and noticed the fact plain to see. O lack a day, O lack a day, O lack a day me.
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In the high little, Spry little, feel rather dry little Parish of Puddle O'er which I preside, We had a school outing With races and shouting, For little girl guides and little boys scouting And when all the teachers Were cooling their features With something that fizzed in a glass One said "Don't you think You'd like something to drink" I said "Yes, I should like a small Bass... -ket of strawberries With cream and some tea."
In the bright little, Tight little, stay out all night little, Parish of Puddle O'er which I preside, It fell to my duty To wed a stage beauty To one of the Air Forces second leftooty In every relation Showed great jubilation When just as a twelve month had run One fine Wednesday night With the greatest delight She presented her spouse with a son... Day school hymn book That cost One and three. |
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