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It chanced one day in the middle of May	A
There came to the great King Splosh	B
A policeman who said while scratching his head	C
There isn't a stone in Gosh	B
To throw at a dog for the crafty Og	D
Last Saturday week at one	E
Took our last blue metal in order to settle	F
A bill for a toy pop gun '	G
Said the King jokingly	H
'Why how provokingly	H
Weird but we have the gun '	G
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And the King said 'Well we are stony broke '	-
But the Queen could not see it was much of a joke	I
And she said 'If the metal is all used up	J
Pray what of the costume I want for the Cup	J
It all seems so dreadfully simple to me	H
The stones Why import them from over the sea '	-
But a Glug stood up with a mole on his chin	K
And said with a most diabolical grin	K
'Your Majesties down in the country of Podge	L
A spy has discovered a very 'cute dodge	L
And the Ogs are determined to wage a war	M
On Gosh next Friday at half past four '	-
Then the Glugs all cried in a terrible fright	N
'How did our grandfathers manage a fight '	-
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Then the Knight Sir Stodge he opened his Book	O
And he read 'Some very large stones they took	O
And flung at the foe with exceeding force	P
Which was very effective tho' rude of course '	-
And lo with sorrowful wails and moans	Q
The Glugs cried 'Where Oh where are the stones '	-
And some rushed North and a few ran West	R
Seeking the substitutes seeming best	R
And they gathered the pillows and cushions and rugs	S
From the homes of the rich and middle class Glugs	S
And a hasty message they managed to send	T
Craving the loan of some bricks from a friend	T
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On the Friday exactly at half past four	M
Came the Ogs with triumphant glee	H
And the first of their stones hit poor Mister Ghones	S
The captain of industry	H
Then a pebble of Podge took the Knight Sir Stodge	L
In the curve of his convex vest	R
He gurgled 'Un Gluggish ' His heart growing sluggish	B
He solemnly sank to rest	R
'Tis inconceivable	H
Scarcely believable	H
Yet he was sent to rest	R
	-
And the King said 'Ouch ' And the Queen said ' o	U
My bee ootiful drawing room What shall I do '	-
But the warlike Ogs they hurled great rocks	S
Thro' the works of the wonderful eight day clocks	S
They had sold to the Glugs but a month before	M
Which was very absurd but of course 'twas war	M
And the Glugs cried 'What would our grandfathers do	V
If they hadn't the stones that they one time threw '	-
But the Knight Sir Stodge and his mystic Book	O
Oblivious slept in a grave yard nook	O
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Then a Glug stood out with a pot in his hand	W
As the King was bewailing the fate of his land	W
And he said 'If these Ogs you desire to retard	X
Then hit them quite frequent with anything hard '	-
So the Glugs seized anvils and editors' chairs	S
And smote the Ogs with them unawares	S
And bottles of pickles and clocks they threw	V
And books of poems and gherkins and glue	V
Which they'd bought with the stones as of course you know	U
From the Ogs but a couple of months ago	U
Which was simply inane when you reason it o'er	Y
And uneconomic but then it was war	M
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When they'd fought for a night and the most of a day	A
The Ogs threw the last of their metal away	A
Then they went back to Podge well content with their fun	E
And with much satisfaction declared they had won	E
And the King of the Glugs gazed around on his land	W
And saw nothing but stones strewn on every hand	W
Great stones in the palace and stones in the street	Z
And stones on the house tops and under the feet	Z
And he said with a desperate look on his face	S
'There is nothing so ghastly as stones out of place	S
And no doubt this Og scheme was a very smart dodge	L
But whom does it profit my people or Podge '	-

Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis

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