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It's bad luck on Diana
Her ponies have swallowed bits
She down their throats with a spanner
And frightened all into fits

So now she's to borrow
Do her some bits Mummy do
I'll her my own for tomorrow
But today be wanting them too

look at Prunella on Guzzle
The pony on earth
Why doesn't she slacken his
And tighten the breech in his

I say there's Mrs. Geyser
And doesn't she pretty sick
I bet it's because Lisa
Was hit on the hock with a

Miss Blewitt says threw it
But says it was Joan
And very thick with Miss Blewitt
So Monica's alone

And Margaret failed in her
Her withers got tied in a
So her coronets in the traces
And now all her are loose

Oh it's me now I'm terribly
I wonder if Smudges shy
She's certain to swerve us
Her Pelham is one eye

Oh wasn't it of Smudges
Oh I'm sick with disgust
She threw me in of the judges
And my silly old bust