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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357961" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Milch Kangaroo</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Which reminds me,' said O'Brien <br>'And 'tis not a word of lyin' <br>Of a summertime way back in eighty-two,<br>Whin a felly name of Brady<br>An' his sister (quite a lady)<br>Ran a dairy up beyant in Wallaloo.<br>But, in place of cows like Bossy<br>An' Strawberry and' Flossie,<br>It was Kangaroo she milked - I'm spakin' true;<br>While his pretty sister, Mary,<br>Was the mistress of the dairy,<br>Of the dairy of the milch Kangaroo.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Now, his neighbour, name of Cleary,<br>He was dape in love with Mary <br>Small blame to him; for sure she was a drame;<br>But his love he had to smother<br>'Count of Mary's wealthy brother<br>Wid his waggon-loads of Kangaroo crame;<br>For a clever man was Brady,<br>Tho' some thought his methods shady;<br>For, in spite of all that they could say or do,<br>'Twas the thing he kept concealin',<br>Past the hope of all revealin',<br>Was his secrit of the milch Kangaroo.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For he milked them by the dozens;<br>Not the Fiend and all his cousins<br>Could discover how he kep' the bastes in bounds.<br>Then Tim Cleary, thinkin' deeply,<br>Wint and purchased rather cheaply,<br>Half a dozen savage Kangaroo hounds.<br>For 'twas ruination utter<br>That this Brady and his butter<br>Meant to every single soul in Wallaloo.<br>'An' he's overworin' Mary,'<br>Muttered Cleary, 'wid his dairy <br>Wid his dairy of the milch Kangaroo.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Well, you've guessed it,' said O'Brien;<br>'For, widout a word of lyin',<br>Brady's flocks an' herds were scattered far an' wide;<br>An' 'twas aisy Cleary found him,<br>Wid his drames in tatters round him,<br>Whin he came to claim swate Mary for his bride.'<br>Said O'Brien: 'That's the story;<br>An' I here declare to glory,<br>Every single, blessed word of it is thrue.<br>An', if any would misdoubt me,<br>I've a par of fists about me<br>To convince yez of the milch Kangaroo.'</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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'And 'tis not a word of lyin' 
Of a summertime way back in eighty-two,
Whin a felly name of Brady
An' his sister (quite a lady)
Ran a dairy up beyant in Wallaloo.
But, in place of cows like Bossy
An' Strawberry an..."></div>
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