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Another fine mess
Oliver often scolded Hardy, on a point of which he was
Never tardy.!
They had to have 'their daily fix' if not hourly? They were like two cats on
Hot bricks!
Their made up mayhem, garnered them gold, it was their milk and honey
A hit; 'they sold.'
Rich and famous, through their tears and quarrels, old Hardys kicks Stanley, made into Laurels!
The crowds, they grew' they travelled far! They lodged at the 'Chine hotel'
They fooled round its bar!
Yet did they take that 'new years swim?' As daybreak comes' as the waves
Roll in !
That hearty English breakfast, taken soon after.' Would sure have got Them ready; to raise some rafters.!!
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Joe Maverick
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