<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508959" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Willie</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Why did the lady in the lift<br> Slap that poor parson's face?'<br>Said Mother, thinking as she sniffed,<br> Of clerical disgrace.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Said Sonny Boy: 'Alas, I know.<br> My conscience doth accuse me;<br>The lady stood upon my toe,<br> Yet did not say--&quot;Excuse me!&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'She hurt--and in that crowd confined<br> I scarcely could endure it;<br>So when I pinched her fat behind<br> She thought--it was the Curate.'</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> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508959" data-title="Willie de Robert William Service" data-description="'Why did the lady in the lift Slap that poor parson's face?' Said Mother, thinking as she sniffed, Of clerical disgrace. Said Sonny Boy: 'Alas, I know. My conscience doth accuse me; The lady stood upon my toe, Yet did not say--&quot;Excuse me..."></div> </div> </div>

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