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QUINDON, POLCHETT AND POCHETT
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Saturday, 27th June 2009 @ 02:10:46 AM in AEST
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Qindon, Polchett and Polchett Were solicitors through to the bone I used to be their assistant And worked in their office alone. I'd send the odd threatening letter And make the odd menacing call But Qindon, Polchett and Polchett Were really not threatening at all.
Quindon was tall, dark and handsome And had a quite dashing moustasche He often gave presents to strangers, Which was usually small sums of cash. His charity work was unending, For any old cause he would fight, And anyone calling him nasty Would only do so out of spite.
Now Polchett the first was a sportsman And a very good sportsman at that, He'd often be out on the playing fields With a raquet or some kind of bat. He liked to play football on Fridays And on Saturdays, go for a swim. And when asked why he dept up this pastime He said that it kept him in trim.
His brother young Quindon the second Loved music and sang in a choir. He sung with a very deep voice, But if required his voice could get higher. And anytime that he was singing His face was a picture of glee, Once he put on a performance For Quindon, his brother and me.
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Re: QUINDON, POLCHETT AND POCHETT
(User Rating: 1 ) by windowguy on
Saturday, 27th June 2009 @ 02:24:27 PM AEST (User
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Another amusing ditty. Spike Milligan-esque. However, it seemed to miss a punchline. Or, is there more to the story? |
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