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so annoying - a bit of a naughty poem running through my mind


Fi

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Well not exactly naughty, but amusing in a Hilaire Belloc kind of way .  The bits I have are:

There was a man, a man no more,

Who failed to lock the bathroom door

then a big blank, then

Like Venus rising from the foam,

Forsook his sponge and made for home

and the last line is something like

In one fell swoop and (something or other) lost

His aunt, his honour, and his sponge

I don't think I'm going completely mad, and I have tried various find-a-poem websites without success, but has anyone else heard/know this one?  It is driving me nuts!

Thanks

Fi [8-)]

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Is this it ?

 

Broad is the gate and wide the path
That leads man to his daily bath;
But ere you spend the shining hour
With sponge and spray, with sluice and show'r,
With all that teaches you to dread
The bath as little as your bed;
Remember, whosoe'er you be
To shut the door and turn the key.

I had a friend a friend no more;
Who failed to bolt the bathroom door.

A maiden aunt of his, one day,
Walked in as half submerged he lay,
But did not notice nephew John
And turned the boiling water on!

He had no time, or even scope,
To camouflage himself with scope,
But gave a yell, and flung aside
The sponge 'neath which he sought to hide;
It fell to earth I know not where.
He beat his breast in deep despair,
And then, like Venus from the foam,
Sprang into view and made for home.

His aunt fell fainting to the ground.
Alas! They never brought her round.

She died intestate in her prime,
The victim of another's crime,
And John can never quite forget
How, by a breach of etiquette,
He lost at one fell swoop (or plunge)
His aunt, his honour and his sponge.

Harry Graham

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