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Thread #171646 Message #4160398
Posted By: Monologue John
27-Dec-22 - 11:16 AM
Thread Name: Lyr Add: Songs and Recitations of Weston & Lee
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Songs and Recitations of Weston & Lee
On the Pom Pom Tiddley OM Parade Written and Composed by Bert Lee 1917
Birds of a Feather flock together That's a saying true Collies and chows and little bow-wows And various kinds of poms You're sure to see them ev'ry day Wagging their too's and froms
Refrain On the pom-pop-tiddley-om parade Every morning in the park you'll see them all serene Some with ribbons around their necks and bows of blue and green I've just compiled a catalogue of the dogs I've seen Upon the Pop Pom Tiddley Om Parade
Chant There's snappy and yappy dogs who love to bark and bite There's dogs that stay in all the day and stay out all the night There's thoroughbreds and gingerbread's that win you silver cups There's collie dogs and dirty dogs and also mucky pups There's the dog that has a lengthy tail It's pointed and It's thin The dog who used to have a tail but someone pushed it in The dog that has a swishy tail and knock things off the shelf And every time it wags it's tail it slaps it's little self
The dog they call Dalmatian is the dog that's out for strife I've never seen a more dalmatian dog in all my life There's some with eyes like saucers and two big ears that flop Four tiny legs and then the chassis stuck on top The dog that always barks at you when you call on Flo It barks and barks and barks and barks until it's time to go And as you kiss your girl goodnight and say “Au revior” It bites you right between the gate and kitchen door The wheezy the sneezy dog the dog that's black and tan The dog who always goes to see a dog about a man The dandy dog the bandy dog the dog with knocking knees The dog that's never satisfied unless he's catching – rabbits The bulldog with the putty face – you've seen it I suppose It ought have a blotting pad to blot his blinking nose The dog that hasn't got a nose – It has to do without You wonder how it smells then suddenly find out The dog that madly runs about – and thinks that it's sublime Its got a tin on its tail and has a rattling time The doggy from the Isle of Man a tailess raggamuffin And so it has no tail to wag it wags a little nuffin The dog the boys are pelting as they chase it down the street It's lucky it's a bushy tail to cover it's retreat The dog who has a piggy tail that curls up quite promiscus And when the stormy breezes do blow The wind blows through his whiskers
On the pom-pop-tiddley-om parade There's various dogs of every class and grade The dog who's thin and lanky and the one that's overfed The dog that lays it head in a lady's lap And that's the only time I'd been a dog instead Upon the Pop Pom Tiddley Om Parade