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Orgy-porgy, Ford and fun,
Kiss the boys and make them One.
Boys at one with girls at peace;
Orgy-porgy gives release

Aldous Huxley

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     and then theres this version as well …
     

     James Orchard Halliwell in the mid-nineteenth century with the lyrics:
     Rowley Powley, pumpkin pie,
     Kissed the girls and made them cry;
     When the girls began to cry,
     Rowly Powley runs away
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     oh no hang on …
     James Orchard Halliwell in the mid-nineteenth century with the lyrics:
     Rowley Powley, pumpkin pie,
     Kissed the boys and made them cry;
     When the boys began to cry,
     Rowly Powley runs away
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     hmmmm the pot sickens … what is it cut with …
     in the circumstances someone is trying to
     fudge/hoodwink the issue …
     

     “What is that noise down there?” said the Bride. Both listened.
     “Oh,” said Georgie Porgie, “I suppose some brute of a hillman has been beating his wife.”
     “Beating — his — wife! How ghastly!” said the Bride. “Fancy YOUR beating ME!” She slipped an arm round her husband’s waist, and, leaning her head against his shoulder, looked out across the cloud-filled valley in deep content and security.
     But it was Georgina crying, all by herself, down the hillside, among the stones of the water-course

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