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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508225" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Bingo</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The daughter of the village Maire<br>Is very fresh and very fair,<br> A dazzling eyeful;<br>She throws upon me such a spell<br>That though my love I dare not tell,<br> My heart is sighful.<br>She has the cutest brown caniche,<br>The French for &quot;poodle&quot; on a leash,<br> While I have Bingo;<br>A dog of doubtful pedigree,<br>Part pug or pom or chow maybe,<br> But full of stingo.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The daughter of the village Maire<br>Would like to speak with me, I'll swear,<br> In her sweet lingo;<br>But parlez-vous I find a bore,<br>For I am British to the core,<br> And so is Bingo<br>Yet just to-day as we passed by,<br>Our two dogs haulted eye to eye,<br> In friendly poses;<br>Oh, how I hope to-morrow they<br>Will wag their tails in merry play,<br> And rub their noses.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> * * * * * * *</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The daughter of the village Maire<br>Today gave me a frigid stare,<br> My hopes are blighted.<br>I'll tell you how it came to pass . . .<br>Last evening in the Square, alas!<br> My sweet I sighted;<br>And as she sauntered with her pet,<br>Her dainty, her adored Frolette,<br> I cried: &quot;By Jingo!&quot;<br>Well, call it chance or call it fate,<br>I made a dash . . . Too late, too late!<br> Oh, naughty Bingo!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The daughter of the village Maire<br>That you'll forgive me, is my prayer<br> And also Bingo.<br>You should have shielded your caniche:<br>You saw my dog strain on his leash<br> And like a spring go.<br>They say that Love will find a way -<br>It definitely did, that day . . .<br> Oh, canine noodles!<br>Now it is only left to me<br>To wonder - will your offspring be<br> Poms, pugs or poodles?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+William+Service">Robert William Service</a><div class=q>
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Is very fresh and very fair,
 A dazzling eyeful;
She throws upon me such a spell
That though my love I dare not tell,
 My heart is sighful.
She has the cutest brown caniche,
The French for &quot;poodle&quot; on a ..."></div>
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