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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=363964" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Who Stole Our Outhouse? (Fun Poem, But True)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Several drunken revellers were walking home late Saturday night<br>When they passed McDougal’s farm and they spied a sight<br>There behind the farmhouse was an old wooden shack<br>The outhouse stood tall and noble out back<br>One had a good idea for a jolly spoof<br>‘Lets lift the outhouse and put it the up on the roof.’<br>‘But which roof, there are several there? ’<br>The others looked and grinned ear to ear<br>‘Lets stick it on the barn, there is a ladder over there.’<br>So at two o’clock in the morning they went to work full of glee<br>But they had to be as quiet as could be</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tipping the outhouse on its side<br>They carried it to the barn<br>Then got the ladders from along side the farm house<br>They leant them against the wooden wall<br>Then pushed and pulled the outhouse to the roof<br>Placing it on the top, watched it dangle there<br>Someone found some wood<br>To wedge under it, to secure it there.<br>The drunken revellers made their retreat<br>They hide behind a hedge, and as they were beat<br>They fell asleep there before the fun began</div><div style="margin:10px 0">McDougal awoke at five that morning<br>Out to the outhouse he went for a sit<br>He always said it helped with his concentration<br>Half asleep he wandered out to the back<br>Out to the little old wooden shack<br>As he went to open the door<br>He suddenly realised the outhouse wasn’t there anymore<br>‘EE Gads! ! ’ He shouted as he had nowhere to sit<br>He ran to tell his wife the lovely Mabel-Pitt<br>‘Someone has stolen our little old wooden shack<br>The one we love to sit in out back.’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mabel-Pitt put on her dressing gown<br>And came down to the door<br>‘McDougal what are you shouting for? ’<br>‘Someone has stolen our outhouse and left us with only the pit.’<br>‘You mean our double seated place where we love to sit? ’<br>‘Yes my dear, it is really gone, <br>all that is left is a hole in the ground.’<br>‘There is no alternative McDougal, dear.’<br>‘What is that my honey beer? ’<br>‘You’ll have to sit behind the hedge.’<br>Unbeknown the revellers were fast asleep there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As McDougal started to walk to the hedge<br>He spotted the shadow from the barn<br>There seemed to be something wrong there<br>Turning he gasped at the sight<br>There on the roof the outhouse stood out against the morning light<br>‘I have found it my Mabel-Pitt. It is up there.’<br>Pointing his finger skyward in the air.<br>‘Where? ’ she asked running in her dressing gown.<br>Then looked around and gave such a frown.<br>‘We can’t go up there for a sit, <br> there isn’t anything under it, not even a pit.’</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Harris">David Harris</a><div class=q>
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When they passed McDougal’s farm and they spied a sight
There behind the farmhouse was an old wooden shack
The outhouse stood tall and noble out back
One had a good idea for a jolly..."></div>
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