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August saw a contest fit for Kings
From far and wide they came to trade their swings
Little grubs with stone-age clubs and tanners' sons
With foxes' gloves
They came face to face the stiffest coarse since Tring
Harold took an eight-iron at the first
Hopped the hedge while Tostig chipped and cursed
Sliced into a sticky patch and, playing out, he'd met his match
When lettuce leaves had made the crowd disperse
So, we're all as we lie
We're all as we're lying
No, don't tell me it's time
It's all in the timing
Getting wiser, so much wiser, introspected ostraciser
Drinking up with no holes barred to play..
Daphne lay beside the Silent Pool
When suddenly the air began to cool
Otto heard it, running back, and tried to stop the thudding crack
As Luther strode up, crying Winter Rules
Holy Mackerel, cried the Papal Prince
you're out of bounds I'm really quite convinced
Luther drew his driver but the Pope pulled out a fiver
And they halved the hole on points of sacraments
So, we're all as we lie
We're all as we're lying
No, don't tell me it's time
It's all in the timing
Getting wiser, so much wiser, Seven Sister sympathiser
Drinking up with no holes left to play
The hour of confrontation now was nigh
As Plato and Justinian were tied
Locked in mortal combat firing vulture after wombat
Their supremacy now could not be denied
The Seventeenth lay waiting for the pair
As both advanced with silent, ashen stares
But there they stood, incredulous, the distance
Reading Nebulous
And Best of luck, Buzz Aldrin beat you there
So, we're all as we lie
We're all as we're lying
No, don't tell me it's time
It's all in the timing
So, we're all as we lie
We're all as we're lying
No, don't tell me it's time
Or else I'll be crying