ODE to M.T. BOWLES

Aussies and Kiwis from Down Under
Go to Gulmarg to rip asunder
All the pow-pow they can plunder
Eating lunches the sun they are under
And later, at Hotel Bung-Dunder
Behind the walls we heard a thunder
Then a splash, and then a chunder
We all stared in wide-eyed wonder
Could it be the cheese FROMUNDA?
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