Mention of Frank Crumit reminds me that he recorded a song called 'The Grandson of Albul the Bilbul', the opening of which went: On the links by the Bosphorus, Near ancient Stanboul, Down the fairways with nothing to fear, Strode the greatest of pros With the driverlike nose, Count Abdul the Bulbul Amir. One day to the clubhouse There came a strange man, From a land that was distant and far, And his visiting card Bore the name of the bard Count Ivan Skovinski Skovar. At which point my memory fails me, but in synopsis, the remainder tells how offence is given and taken between these two grandsons of the original great protagonists and a golf match instead of a battle takes place.
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