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 into the fray,
And they,
Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark!
Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark!
Until you could hear them all over the park!
Now on the occasion of which I will 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 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,
Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark!
Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark!
Until you could hear them all over the park!
And they,
Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark!
Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark!
Until you could 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 Peke’s when they heard the uproar,
Some came to the window some came to the door!
There was surly 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 your dour Yorkshire tyke!
And his braw Scottish cousins are snappers and biters,
And every dog-jack of them no table were fighters,
And so they stepped forward with their pipers in order,
Playing “When the Blue Bonnets Come Over the Border!”
Then the Pugs and the Poms held no longer aloof!
but some from the balcony some from the roof!
Joined into the din with a
Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark!
Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark!
Until you could hear them all over the park!
Huffany Snuffany! Huffany Snuffany!
Huffany Snuffany! Huffany Snuff!
Until you could hear them all over the park!
NOW!
When these bold hero’s together assembled,
The traffic all stopped and the underground trembled!
And some of the neighbors were so much afraid,
That they started to ring up the Fire Brigade!
When suddenly out from a small basement flat,
Why who should stalk out but the
Great Rumpus Cat!
His eyes were like fire balls 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 hair-ier!
And what with a glare of his eyes and his yawning,
the Peke’s and the Pollicles quickly took warning!
He looked at 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 on the street!
All hail and bow to the Great Rumpus Cat!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
There are dogs out of every nation,
The Irish, the Welsh, the Dane,
The Russian, the Dutch, the Dalmation,
And even from China, and Spain;
The Poodle, the Pom, the Alstatian,
And the Mastiff who walks on a chain.
And to those who are Frisky and Frollicle,
Let my message be perfectly plain,
That my name it is Little Tom Pollicle,
And you'd better not do it again!
