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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357643" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Joi, The Glug</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Glugs abide in a far, far land<br>That is partly pebbles and stones and sand,<br>But mainly earth of a chocolate hue,<br>When it isn't purple or slightly blue.<br>And the Glugs live there with their aunts and their wives,<br>In draughty tenements built like hives.<br>And they climb the trees when the weather is wet,<br>To see how high they can really get.<br>Pray, don't forget,<br>This is chiefly done when the weather is wet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And every shadow that flits and hides,<br>And every stream that glistens and glides<br>And laughs its way from a highland height,<br>All know the Glugs quite well by sight.<br>And they say, 'Our test is the best by far;<br>For a Glug is a Glug; so there you are!<br>And they climb the trees when it drizzles or hails<br>To get electricity into their nails;<br>And the Glug that fails<br>Is a luckless Glug, if it drizzles or hails.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now, the Glugs abide in the Land of Gosh;<br>And they work all day for the sake of Splosh.<br>For Splosh the First is the Nation's pride,<br>And King of the Glugs, on his uncle's side.<br>And they sleep at night, for the sake of rest;<br>For their doctors say this suits them best.<br>And they climb the trees, as a general rule,<br>For exercise, when the weather is cool.<br>They're taught at school<br>To climb the trees when the weather is cool.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the whispering grass on the gay, green hills<br>And every cricket that skirls and shrills,<br>And every moonbeam, gleaming white,<br>All know the Glugs quite well by sight.<br>And they say, 'It is safe, the text we bring;<br>For a Glug is an awfully Glug-like thng.<br>And they climb the trees when there's sign of fog,<br>To scan the land for a feasible dog.<br>They love to jog<br>Through dells in quest of the feasible dog.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now the Glugs eat meals three times a day<br>Because their fathers ate that way.<br>And their grandpas said the scheme was good<br>To help the Glugs digest their food.<br>And it's wholesome food the Glugs have got,<br>For it says so plain on the tin and pot.<br>And they climb the trees when the weather is dry<br>To get a glimpse of the pale green sky.<br>We don't know why,<br>But they love to gaze on the pale green sky.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And every cloud that sails aloft,<br>And every breeze that blows so soft,<br>And every star that shines at night,<br>All know the Glugs quite well by sight.<br>For they say, 'Our text is safe and true;<br>What one Glug does, the other Glugs do;<br>And they climb the trees when the weather is hot,<br>For a birds'-eye view of the garden plot.<br>Of course, it's rot,<br>But they love that view of the garden plot.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At half-past two on a Wednesday morn<br>A most peculiar Glug was born;<br>And later on, when he grew a man,<br>He scoffed and sneered at the Chosen Plan.<br>'It's wrong!' said this Glug, whose name was Joi.<br>'Bah!' said the Glugs. 'He's a crazy boy!'<br>And they climbed the trees, as the West wind stirred,<br>To hark to the note of the guffer bird.<br>It seems absurd,<br>But they're awfully fond of the guffer bird.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And every reed that rustles and sways<br>By the gurgling river that plashes and plays,<br>And the beasts of the dread, neurotic night,<br>All know the Glugs quite well by sight.<br>And, 'Why,' say they; 'it is easily done;<br>For a dexter Glug's like a sinister one!<br>And they climb the trees when the thunder rolls,<br>To soddenly salve their small, pale souls,<br>For they fear the coals<br>That threaten to frizzle their pale, pink souls.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Said the Glug called Joi: 'This climbing trees<br>Is a foolish art, and things like these<br>Cause much distress in the land of Gosh.<br>Let's stay on the ground and kill King Splosh!'<br>But Splosh, the King, he smiled a smile,<br>And beckoned once to his hangman, Guile,<br>Who climbed a tree when the weather was calm;<br>And they hanged poor Joi on a snufflebust palm:<br>Then sang a psalm.<br>Did those pious Glugs 'neath the sufflebust palm.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>And every bee that kisses a flower,<br>And every blossom, born for an hour,<br>And ever bird on its gladsome flight,<br>All know the Glugs quite well by sight.<br>For they say: ''Tis a simple text we've got:<br>If you know one Glug, why you know the lot!<br>So they climbed a tree in the burgeoning Spring,<br>And they hanged poor Joi with some second-hand string.<br>It's a horrible thing<br>To be hanged by Glugs with second-hand string.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then Splosh, the king, rose up and said:<br>'It's not polite; but he safer dead.<br>And there's not much room in th eland of Gosh<br>For a Glug named Joi and a king named Splosh!'<br>And ever Glug flung high his hat,<br>And cried, 'We're Glugs! And you can't change that!'<br>So they climbed the trees, since the weather was cold,<br>As their great-grandmothers climbed of old.<br>We are not told<br>Why Grandma climbed when the weather was cold.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And every cloud that sails the blue,<br>And every dancing sunbeam too,<br>And every spakling dewdropp bright,<br> All know the Glugs quite well by sight.<br>'We tell,' say they, 'by a simple test;<br>For any old Glug is like the rest.<br>And they climb the trees when there's weather about,<br>In a general way, as a cure for gout.<br>Though some folk doubt<br>If the climbing of trees is good for gout.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Clarence+Michael+James+Stanislaus+Dennis">Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis</a><div class=q>
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