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72 Now, the Mayor of Quog, a small suburb of Gosh, Was intensely annoyed at the act of King Splosh In asking the Mayor of Piphel to tea With himself and the Queen on a Thursday at three; When the King must have known that the sorriest dog, If a native of Piphel, was hated in Quog.

An act without precedent! Quog was ignored! The Mayor and Council and Charity Board, They met and considered this insult to Quog: And they said. "'Tis the work of the treacherous Og! 'Tis plain the Og influence threatens the Throne; And the Swanks are all crazed with this trading in stone."

Said the Mayor of Quog: "This has long been foretold In a prophecy penned by the Seer of old. We must search, if we'd banish the curse of our time. For a mender of pots who's a maker of rhyme. 'Tis to him we must look when our luck goes amiss, But, Oh, where in all Gosh is a Glug such as this?"