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Originally Posted by Brian Allgar
And Bill, I was the only one who mentioned "Bungalow Bill"
To quote one of my all-time favourite competition entries (Basil will know the one I mean, since he wrote it), I should have thought by now that Bill would be dwelling in marble halls.
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I dreamed I dwelt in marble halls
Of ample airs and sumptuous tinge,
While odalisques caressed my cheeks,
Each with a moist and willing palm
I dreamed I sauntered on the front
At Cannes, where I had moored my yacht.
The movie stars! The lavish cars!
The fine display of Gallic charm!
I dreamed I discoed at the Ritz -
The evening warm, the music cool -
And gorgeous girls who tossed their curls
Admired my sleek and well-hung clothes.
But then I woke, and cursed my luck;
My heart relapsed, my spirits sank.
No yacht in France, no girls, no dance -
No option but to have a doze.