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Book: The Glugs of Gosh

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1917

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  • Come mourn with me for the land of Gosh,
      Oh, weep with me for the luckless Glugs
    210 lines
  • They climbed the trees . . . As was told before,
    The Glugs climbed trees in the days of yore,
    130 lines
  • Now Sym was a Glug; and 'tis mentioned so
    That the tale reads perfectly plain as we go.
    137 lines
  • Now Joi, the rebel, he had a son
      In far, far Gosh where the tall trees wave.
    115 lines
  • Follow the river and cross the ford,
      Follow again to the wobbly bridge,
    137 lines
  • Somewhere or other, 'tis doubtful where,
    In the archives of Gosh is a volume rare,
    146 lines
  • It chanced one day, in the middle of May,
      There came to the great King Splosh
    87 lines
  • The Glugs still live in the land of Gosh,
    Under the rule of the great King Splosh.
    126 lines
  • Nobody knew why it should be so;
    Nobody knew or wanted to know.
    351 lines
  • He was a Glug of simple charm;
    He wished no living creature harm.
    229 lines
  • Government muddles, departments dazed,
    Fear and confusion wherever he gazed;
    184 lines
  • The Glugs abide in a far, far land
    That is partly pebbles and stones and sand,
    131 lines
  • Now, here is a tale of the Glugs of Gosh,
      In the end of the year umteen;
    184 lines
  • Let him who is minded to meet with a Glug
    Pluck three hardy hairs from a rabbit-skin rug;
    10 lines
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