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Of the awful 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 a proud and implacable passionate foes

 It is always the same whereever 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 into the fray and they

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 on the occassion 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 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 they started to

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 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

 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.

 And to those that are frisky and frolical,

 Let my meaning be perfectly plain:

 That my name it is little Tom Pollicle,

 and you'd better not do it again!"

 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 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

Bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark

 Until you could hear them all over the park

 Now when these bold hereos 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

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Why who should stalk out but the Great Rumpus Cat!!!!

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 a glare of his eyes and his yawning

 The Pekes 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!

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All hail and all power to the Great Rumpus Cat!!!!

Jellicle cats and dogs all must

Pollicle dogs and cats all must

 Like undertakers come to dust

(Macavity)