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Jolly F@@@@@g Hockeysticks

Jolly F@@@@@g Hockeysticks

whilst Earl Gray was having a quaff
I've taken the waters of Bath
 vol au vaunted with most of the staff
it's quite spiffing 
at the races at Ascot I laughed
as I necked Proseco on draft
my selected winner came last
it's just not fitting
The Pavilion in Brighton was naff
I'd rather frequent a cafe
than mingle with classy riff raffe
I feel a twit in
one's lot is all but a waft
I long for life that is daft
not pomp and cermonial crap
 and no spitting

 

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Where's the fun in no spitting...great read...

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