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The Pekes & The Pollicles

**Differences in square brackets are from the current London production.**

Munkustrap

Of the Awefull Battle

Of the Pekes and the Pollicles

Together with some Account

of the Participation

of the Pugs and the Poms, and

the Intervention of the Great Rumpus Cat

The Pekes and the Pollicles, everyone knows,

Are proud and implacable passionate foes;

It is always the same, wherever one goes.

And the Pugs and the Poms, although most people say

That they do not like fighting, yet once in a way,

They will now and again join in to the fray

And they -

All -

Bark bark bark bark

Bark bark BARK BARK

Munkustrap -

Until you can hear them all over the Park.

And they -

All -

Bark bark bark bark

Bark bark BARK BARK

Munkustrap -

Until you can hear them all over the Park.

Now on the occasion of which I shall speak

Almost nothing had happened for nearly a week

(And that's a long time for a Pol or a Peke).

The big Police Dog was away from his beat-

I don't know the reason, but most people think

He'd slipped into the Wellington Arms for a drink-

And no one at all was about on the street

When a Peke and a Pollicle happened to meet.

They did not advance, or exactly retreat,

But they glared at each other, and scraped their hind

feet,

And started to -

Rumpelteazer and Mungojerrie [Carbucketty], alternately -

Bark bark bark bark

Bark bark BARK BARK

Munkustrap -

Until you could hear them all over the Park.

Rumpelteazer and Mungojerrie [Carbucketty], alternately, and all Cats-

Bark bark bark bark

Bark bark BARK BARK

Munkustrap -

Until you can hear them all over the Park.

Now the Peke, although people may say what they

please,

Is no British Dog, but a Heathen Chinese.

And so all the Pekes, when they heard the uproar,

Some came to the window, some came to the door;

There were surely a dozen, more likely a score.

And together they started to grumble and wheeze

In their huffery-snuffery Heathen Chinese.

But a terrible din is what Pollicles like,

For your Pollicle Dog is a dour Yorkshire tyke.

Pollicles -

There are dogs out of every nation

The Irish, the Welsh and the Dane;

The Russian, The Dutch, The Dalmatian

And even from China and Spain.

The Poodle, the Pom, the Alsatian

And the Mastiff who walks on a chain.

Mungojerrie -

And to those that are frisky and frolical

Let my meaning be perfectly plain;

[Carbucketty -

PLAIN!]

Pollicles -

That my name it is Little Tom Pollicle

And you'd better not do it again.

Munkustrap -

And his braw Scottish cousins are snappers and biters,

And every dog-jack of them notable fighters;

And so they stepped out, with their pipers in order,

Playing When the Blue Bonnets Came Over the Border.

Then the Pugs and the Poms held no longer aloof,

But some from the balcony, some from the roof,

Joined in

To the din

With a

All -

Bark bark bark bark

Bark bark BARK BARK

Munkustrap -

Until you could hear them all over the park.

All -

Huffery snuffery Huffery snuffery

Huffery snuffery HUFFERY SNUFF

Munkustrap -

Until you could hear them all over the park.

Dogs -

Yowl!

Munkustrap -

Now! when these bold heroes together assembled,

The traffic all stopped and the Underground trembled,

And some of the neighbours were so much afraid

That they started to ring up the Fire Brigade.

When suddenly up from a small basement flat,

Why who should stalk out but

All -

The GREAT RUMPUSCAT!

Munkustrap -

His eyes were like fireballs fearfully blazing,

He gave a great yawn, and his jaws were amazing;

And when he looked out through the bars of the area,

You never saw anything fiercer! or hairier.

And what with the glare of his eyes and his yawning,

The Pekes and the Pollicles quickly took warning.

He looked to the sky and he gave a great leap -

And they every last one of them scattered like sheep.

And when the Police Dog returned to his beat,

There wasn't a single one left in the street.

All -

All hail and all power to the GREAT RUMPUSCAT!


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