Arf, Arf, he goes, a merry sight,
Our little hairy friend,
Arf, Arf, upon the lampost bright
Arfing round the bend.
Nice dog! Goo boy,
Waggie tail and beg,
Clever Nigel, jump for joy
Because we're putting you to sleep at three of the clock, Nigel.
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JOHN LENNON In His Own Write
Historia Corta'this correction of short writty is the most wonderfoul larf I've ever ready' ABOUT THE AWFUL ---------- I was bored on the 9th of octover 1940 when, I believe, the nasties were still booming us led by Madalf Heatlump (who only had one). Any...