A Rum Do All Round! (Triolet)





It was a rum do all round, what with the weather and all,

When our Marjorie‘s cat, got stuck on the roof.

We found Grandma‘s teeth, but lost the dog’s ball.

It was a rum do all round, what with the weather and all.

Drunk, old man Barlow had had a bad fall,

From his lame grey mare with the fungal hoof.

It was a rum do all round, what with the weather and all,

When our Marjorie‘s cat got stuck on the roof.

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