Anonymous English


The Moral - Poem by Anonymous English

You mustn't groom an Arab with a file.
You hadn't ought to tension-spring a mule.
You couldn't push a brumby fifty mile
And drop him in a boiler-shed to cool.
I'll sling you through six counties in a day.
I'll hike you up a grade of one in ten.
I am Duty, Law and Order under way,
I'm the Mentor of banana-fingered men!
I will make you I know your left hand from your right.
I will teach you not to drink about your biz.
I'm the only temperance advocate in sight!
I am all the Education Act there is!


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  • (2/25/2018 5:36:00 AM)


    bad! i was looking for something better and you give me this! NO THANKS! ! ! ! ! ! ]: ( (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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